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by veepho

Little, mini, tiny, forest,
must you share my intimate secrets?

I wonder, I ponder, I stumble upon keys,
of the laptop kind without little more than potential c’s.

Control the resistance of completing this task
I ask, with ease, to turn off that screaming flask.

get him, hold him, cuddle him through,
he’s the only one that can and will get you.

(alternate 4th/last couplet)
let him, hear him, don’t allow him your attention
he’ll learn, and you’ll learn he needs no further pension.

Seemed like the thing to do – Dinosaur Jr | Without A Sound | 1994