Go away Monster, busy and green.
You create in me something unseen.
Yet quite ugly, and melodramatic --
the way I am feeling towards others? Traumatic.
Shut up, get away, stand back, tally ho!
Here's your coat, here's your hat;
TAKE YOUR UMBRELLA AND GO!
Because I've had enough of your mental beating.
And I've had enough of my thoughts receeding
into the depths of what can go wrong, and what I am missing
and what is broken and how the cat's hissing.
Right now, is the time for me.
A time for Joie
A time for Jo-ey!
So leave me alone ugly monster.
I have found my voice.
If you don't like the door I am showing you
how 'bout another choice?
A little bag of doggy poo, on fire,
Flaming for you.
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