The letter ‘C’ is crystal clear; creates confusion, chaos, climax, and clutter!
Companions would be friends, but wouldn’t conspicuously chatter.
If ‘c’ didn’t exist, you could never become a clever cycling country catcher,
Christy’s christened name could change, Casper would be called Dasper.
Your coming would surely cease, and ceasing would conveniently end.
You can’t do your household chores, nor could corruption be condemned!
If ‘c’ ceased, could Christian Bale climb, clouds collect, crowded clubs contend?
Forget China, countries might have to agree on a different name, can’t pretend.
Chubby children could go missing, for citrus fruits and cows would no more be.
Compassion could turn hypothetical, corrections won’t be done to a tee.
Companies, confidantes and the Coronavirus won’t be confident, you see.
Anyway, creativity still exists, so chill and cheer me if you want, get carefree!
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