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she checked the register

as the scruffy balding

man entered

hello, oh your Shoe is untied,

did you know?

It's quite alright I prefer

looseness in my society compared

to tightness that consumes my

circulation

sir, you don't make Sense to me.

it's quite fine because I would

not expect a barred mind locked away

like a dusty wine bottle waiting

to crack and spill across the

plastic floor my shoelace traces

with a tap, tap, tap oh reminder

to impress the next guest who

comes in with a shining top

hat of the finest beaver,

of which he will never really

come to know the pleasure

but that's all that matters

pleasure here, pleasure there

pleasure in your hair, does

it look alright? thank

you kindly, oh it looks better

to the side? she told me

he told me he made me

now I look like this,

no like the picture I saw,

don't I look like the actor?

from the side, maybe with the hat

yes I'll take this hat, that hat

all the hats to look like that

gorgeous, just gorgeous

sir, I don't think you're welcome anymore.

and he chuckled with his Sanity out the door

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 12, 2011 ⏰

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