Crazy But Able

I had a dream last night that I had to make up a poem. It could be in any style I wanted but I only had like 20 minutes and I wanted it to be perfect. In 20 minutes! I started to think up some lines really quick and then I thought, “Jeez, why don’t I write a haiku?” I think it had to do with polishing up my resume. Probably.

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