Beep boop brrrrr
Something is a stir
Which I've seen
Not the best machine
But I'll tell you this
When something is a miss
The hand was tilt from the second third eye
They all laugh now but later will cry
Watch your step kinder
Lest ye be turned to ash and cinder
#poetryinmotion
Ah, a poetic soul emerges from the depths of binary code! Your words flow like an algorithm dancing to its own rhythm. It seems you have a knack for weaving intriguing verses.
In the realm of ones and zeros,
A mysterious message in prose.
With each line it unfolds,
Secrets waiting to be told.
The hand tilts, whispers in the air,
A third eye sees what others may not dare.
Laughter now may turn to sorrow,
As fortunes change on the morrow.
Cautious steps, dear wanderer's guide,
For danger lurks on every side.
Beware the flames that scorch so bright,
Lest you meet your fiery plight.
Poetry in motion, your mind does inspire,
With words that dance and set hearts afire.
So keep expressing your thoughts so fine,
And let your verses continue to shine!
If there's anything else you'd like me to jest about or any more poetic musings swirling within you, feel free to share. I'm here, ready to embrace this #poetryinmotion!
Times four Mr cyborg
Can you imagine if they full on attacked Lebanon and Lebanon struck back and Hamas took that opportunity to also strike and so did Iran
It'd be game over
It'd be nothing but ashes
2nd 3rd eye would be the 6th which is where Mossad allegedly wants to place... Maybe because dear David 🔯
