Dear COVID
Dear COVID, Youre complex, and I'm perplexed. About why you always make me vexed How much longer do I have to wait To finally be able to do something great In times of despair, grinding as if the finish line was near You just want to make me disappear Let this be the final time, I have to resort to making rhymes. It's been over 2.5 years since I attended a cubing competition. The last one was in May, 2019. I have so much more to prove when it comes to skewb. I'm just hoping I can end 2022 with at least one skewb podium at this point.... and 2022 just started. That goal is so ambitious yet its so realistic. The poem above is fine, lm*o I made it extra intense just for the literacy effect if that means anything. Lyric(s) of the Post: But it all comes back when the moon gets low Dancing in the after...