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Poem about me I almost got beaten up. No, that is not happening, that is not possible. Of course it is not. I was right. She was ashamed, so she attacked me. Attack is the best defense. She attacked me with words. It's good she did not with her hands. But why do people do that? Why don't they clean up after their pets? Why are they throwing garbage off the terrace? Why are they angry when their garbage comes back? Yes, it comes back to them, faster than they threw it away. I give it back to them. I ring the doorbell and I return the bag they threw from the terrace. That's me. I am the one who corrects incorrectly, who rush to clean up after pets. I write about myself. And I'm not ashamed. I know I am right. Even if I get beaten up. Author: Musician Lead image source: unsplash Thanks a lot for reading.

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