Will the good times last, readers?
An haiku conversation with my heater
Bear with me heater
As I ask you this one quick
And simple question.
Why the eff is there
No effing heat coming out
of you, for effs sake?
I am trying not
To panic but you seem to
Be effing broken.
A heater sans heat.
It's like a jam donut with
No jam or donut.
NOW I'M PANICKING
THE NIGHT IS COLD AND SO SO
VERY VERY LONG
Beelzebub has
A devil put aside for
Me for me for me
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