emoji

She logged her life in the spreadsheet-turned-database called Notion. Everyone had an entry, in their own little rows, in their own little columns. A special home for everything, in exactly the spot it belonged.

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She always chose emoji,
for everyone she met,
Her especially ritualistic way,
To catch them in her net.
But this new boy, a maverick he,
Was proving quite bizarre,
Should she use a 🖊️ or ✏️,
Or an electrical 🎸?
She certainly wasn't panicking,
As her scrolling speed increased,
Could she use a 💀 or a goofy 👻?
No, he was not deceased...
"I mean, what the hell is wrong with him,
That he can't be defined???
For everybody else I know,
emoji worked just fine!"
She frantically kept searching,
For the whole entire night,
🖕this guy and his weird ass,
She threw birds to the sky.
Her 🐱s meowed around her,
They were worried for their mom,
Her ♥️ was skipping beats,
And she was cursed with sweaty palms.
"This will ruin all my systems!
This will sully all my rows!
It'll corrupt all of my files!
For some start-up nerd-ass bro!"
She knew right then the only plan,
That she could put in motion,
So she wiped him from her database,
"No boy is worth my Notion."