So as a response to Kelly’s poem from last week about a perfect match did you know Larissa hasn't had a Tinder (or any) date in over 9 months and that the wealth gap is bigger now than during the French Revolution? Anyway…. here’s a totally unrelated poem
Bonne nouvelle bitches
There is no technofeudalism
And there are no digital
Guillotines but maybe
Choke daddy Bezos
If he’s into that kind of thing
Swipe right on that Meta
Versailles bratty switch
Out your cash for Etherium I
Swear it’s not a scam besides
My nudes are NFTs
Not for techbros though like
Maybe if you want it
Enough everything is pixel
And nothing hurts
The poetry prompt for this week is revolution. Jk, bake a brioche and write a poem about how sexy you are.
xoxo- L 😏
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Digital guillotines would be nice to have, though. On occasion. Great poem, I'm off baking a brioche now.