His waist is not dainty like a lovely girl should.
But his eyes sparkle about politics, and
it might be the 1.50 beer, or humility speaking,
but the extrovert reaps disappointment...
too high of expectations, too many errors
in spelling, convictions too much, and jealousy
rises to neck, pink, and her waist is not dainty,
but neither is his, and all lovely girls should not
care. Imagination and questions flood, wish,
and talk of poets are memories, turned flush.
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