Transporter_Room_3, 1 year ago (edited 1 year ago)

“I have to sort my books!’ she cried,

With self-indulgent glee;

With senseless, narcissistic pride:

‘I’m just so OCD!’

‘How random, guys!’ I smiled and said,

Then left without a peep -

And washed my hands until they bled,

And cried myself to sleep.”