Click like

I wonder who ought I ASK!?
Gently into the night,

At this unGodly hour,
or!
At the wee hours of a mid-summers day?

I ask that you glance,

I sincerely hope you break into smiles,

Set aside all procrastination.

Let's send energy down those electrifying nerves,

That twitch the brain,

That command the hand,
That makes that index (finger) OBEY.
To grab on to that optical mice,
Yes by-it's TAIL -

and ...
and...

and...

"CLICK LIKE!"
Oh for the love of NOTHING CLICK LIKE.
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