What is a thing? You ask yourself
You close your eyes and wonder what?
How the lack of good descriptions
Lend formless clues to what it's not
When it comes to wondering what to wear
There’s not a thing to dress your mood
Some things may not exist at all
And those that do you don’t include
When talking things they pop up first
The thing you didn't think quite through
That out of context random thing
The oddest thing which sums up you
It can be rare to find a living thing
As those with life are things agreed
All in all the thing that carries weight
Is the perfect thing indeed
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