The moustache record long
falls over my eyes,
and the red
it gushes down
filling in the hollows.
And i sight feet!!
with fancy footwear
and without...
Distinguished
by toenail dirt.
Its a good thing though
i cant see the faces...
It could be worse.
But i await in patience
for the real reason
i turned the world around
and lo!!
My breath control
it looses its hold.
mini-skirted she passes by.
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