Wrinkled forehead aligned with obvious redness
Anger rises and drops within seconds
An irritated ‘human’ annoyed at, let’s not count who/what
Loud and stern, the voice shoots out
Like it is tired of submission
Yet there is no one ‘this human’ would submit to
Impatient voice looking for the end credits
Every conversation is like a 3-hour movie
That should really have been just an hour long.
The room is muggy and ‘the human’ feels trapped
The sounds are noisy and intrusive
The smells are rising to the mugginess that has consumed the whole house now
There is no escape.
Each task will be ticked one by one
Only then ‘the human’ will get
A reward for only turning red and not rude!
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