Stripy Bag

Stripy bag
sitting on my coffee table
you are replete
with smugness
I see you smirking at me
and stealing my socks
but why?
Why
stripy bag
do you torture me?
You make me sad
and distant
and full of cheese
stripy bag
of desire

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