Trying to meat a girl

Brink, boredom from the look

The look from the boredom, a wink

Inquire, thrown out the words

Hit the floor and wait, perspire

Sick, embattled belabored

Over and over again, slow

Failure, has thou eaten my bread

Against my own will, I do

     Lickety split

     Depression on a stick

     Quick, quick, get him lit

     If he is crazy

     Then he is entertaining

Tired, sleepy, head hung low

Cranky, weedy, eyes in tow

Their bags become your bow,

Stretching and creaking

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