When will the sunshine
cast off the shallow
i see your breath
even in shadow
plots you throw out
that I don't follow
tune's easy to hum
words harder to follow
those oil slicked roads
keep that rubber on down
it would probably help
if there wasn't a crowd
placing my bets
on my amazon wish list
can't hit the buy now
what doesn't exist
when you finally leave
take it with you, please
your complimentary smile
with your rotten back teeth
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