Now This is Podracing

A Poem

Now This is Podracing  

Now this is podracing, 
I say to myself 
As I make my toast, 
Put the bread on the shelf, 
Taking mental notes. 
Now this is podracing.  

I think all about 
This banger to tweet 
For a poppin’ view count, 
And the e-girl re-xeet. 
Now this is podracing.  

I thumb up my phone, 
And look all around, 
Make sure no one is home, 
And read it out loud. 
Now this is podracing.  

Bite my toast, pacing, 
Double check, send it through: 
“Now this is podracing” 
Two likes and five views, 
Now this is podracing.

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