Piece of the cake.
MISSING IN ACTION...
Lost the crowns,
and clowns.
Shoot locus,
then a bee.
Frame it on the wall.
Two coats of paint,
and a pair of gloss.
Nose pierced with emotions.
Hose perched with commotions.
Valve is sprung,
must be undone.
the slug on the armchair,
no one can worry.
Can't hear and say hurry.
Not a bucket insight,
the insect crawled.
No longer had legs,
The chair/stool.
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