Glue (#1090)

I love him to death but woo!
That boy is stuck to me like glue,
I really do love having him around,
But I’m the fox, and he’s the hound,
He’s tracking every move I make,
Right from the moment he’s awake,
There’s no place to run or hide,
He’s looking for another back ride,
It’s a constant shuffle and race,
I just want a few moments of space,
But I can’t pry him off with a lever,
I only want a few minutes not forever,
He only does it because he loves me,
But I do need a few minutes free,

Any Thoughts?

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