Got some gunk on my shoe
And now its stuck
Now its a part of the sole
Just some more muck
I'd wash my shoe but
Is there any point?
Where I tread, there'll be more
Its a constant lament
Kinda like this phase
And a broken sorta luck
I'll make a friend out of Murphy yet
Sometimes its just comfy to be stuck
(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)
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