Like An 's' From Missis-ippi

Look,
It's like this...
I keep in touch with you,
Because I love you.
A concept you still don't understand.
You are an external liver.
Everything 'real' to you...
Has to have a price tag on it!

It's not that I don't have anything to do,
That I keep in touch with you.
I have no problem finding use for my time.
And...
I don't have to have a dime in my pocket.

If you want that proven...
Just give me the word.
A letter or a clue.
And I'll be missing in action!
Like an 's'...
From Missis-ippi.
Trust me,
I have my own set of values.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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