DECIMAL
By and Noah
They’re all so complicated as little dots
they always look so small
i have to squeze a ball
just to see them all
all i do is rot
the preasure is killing me
i think i got stung my bee
my mother says to be calm
so i ate some lip balm
it tasted like earwax
on some beeswax
i guess i’ll never know how
to understand them.
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