This is a silly poem I wrote in response to someone (who??) who wrote a poetry prompt with 4 Magic cards and nothing else. The cards are named in capitals.
We all find ourselves crying in the walk-in freezer at times. Expectations bring distress when not met.
All affirmations are true in some sense, meaningless in some sense, true and false in some sense, true and meaningless in some sense, false and meaningless in some sense, and true and false and meaningless in some sense. Make sense of THAT.