Ode to Kbox
O, Kbox, thee lies far from thy heart.
Art thou not yearning for thy's presence to grace thee's beautiful premises?
Shoult thy havest money, thee shalt never be lonely.
Alas! Thy wallet be light and empty.
O, Kbox, when wilt thou everst see thee?
Uh I am sleepyyyyyyyy I shall continue this post tomorrow.
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