I find a bug on the floor,I try to squash it,Disappears.
Now, on the wall,I try to squash it,Disappears.
No trace whatsoever.
I want to kill that bug. I am in the mood, and a job half done is always annoying.So, I make a paper bug.In the color of misery.And ready to squash it.Disappears again.
That’s gross – the bug that keeps bugging me,With great resolve.
I analyze my problem.Maybe too much of reality,Made me delusional.
So, why not I delude consciously?It then becomes my reality.Ok, there is the bug.In the color of misery.I am in the groove.I am going to squash it, andIt can’t escape.
I squash it.There you go! Wow! I did it! And I did it!Arghh….Only to find the idiotic mirror lying.
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