Nervous little ice icicle
Dangling from my downspout,
Slither with a shimmy as a
Shimmer in the sun.
Wake the woes within your
soul to
Lounge the day away.
Bake away to nothingness
Before the dawn is done.
Blissful in your ignorance
Thankful for the void.
Pressureless and meaningless
To flit the day to naught.
Not a chore to measure,
Not a treasure to be found.
Nothing to be learned today.
Nothing to be taught.
No sad crown upon your head,
No golden amulet.
No responsibility,
No need for you to fret.
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