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You Dayum Thief!

Something stole my words!
Someone stole my words!
I have never had my words stolen before, never had the inability to be verbose, never had the opportunity to not say anything, but today I write with something to say but I can’t find the words. Wait…..I think I remember what happened! Bad News called my phone one night with a whole lot of shit to say and things just haven’t been the same. Bad News started saying things about my father that I absolutely refused to believe, he told me that he was ill, I couldn’t believe what he was saying, but I think this is who is responsible for my lost words. I really don’t like Bad News, he never comes at the right time, he never says the right things, he always calls at some God forsaken hour, and Lord knows he never even tries to do the right thing. Bad News has the absolute worst reputation and is known to be the most rogues, and yet no one has protested about Bad News, no one has written the President, no one is doing anything about Bad News at all. It’s as if he is unstoppable! Maybe he is unstoppable?
I wonder what would happen if Bad News got a call from Good News? Ha, that would be interesting! I would hope that Good News, mopped the floor with Bad News, showed him a thing or two, but not without telling Good News to watch out, because that damn Bad News is a slick one, he jumps out of the corner when you least expect it.
But as to my plight, I just want my words back, I want to have something to say again, something to write again, some way to find the thoughts that I know I have and make them come alive again. I don’t want to become like Bad News always having the worst things to say, maybe Bad News was a victim as well, because if all you have to spew is bad stuff, then surely all of your good words must have been stolen too.
So Bad News enough already! Don’t you want to feel good again? Don’t you want to have something great to say? Something great to do? Maybe one day Good News will come to you, change the way you operate. Good News is always right on time, he will come at the right time, and he will definitely do the right thing and most of all Bad News you damn thief, Good News will give me back the words you stole from me those good words I need so desperately.


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