The USS Quad Damage

I’m not a poet
I wish I was
I could write a haiku
Maybe a limerick.

I wonder why I can’t.

[EDIT: This post doesn’t meet the minimum character count, so here’s Muse singing “feeling good”]

Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Reeds driftin’ on by
You know how I feel

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Thank you.