Want

I want 

to build a colony  

run by rabbits descended from the Flemish, 

 

I dream of succeeding 

in the field of  

chemical manufacturing, 

 

I want to ride a nuke  

Like a duke 

Riding a horse that is ready to puke, 

 

I hope 

I don’t  

End up a dope.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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