I'm trying to right now. I'm writing a poem about talking to an elephant, and it's tough. But not discouraging. What would be discouraging would be if the elephant jumped out of my laptop and onto my face. He'd ruin my bed and kill me cat, along with killing me, too.
Maybe I'll finish this poem soon. That'd be nice. But first, I have to go run errands.
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