Walking the fast lane with portfolio
I toy with the idea of gambling my voice
hoarse at the moment.
The turkey club hit the spot.
I'm well aware that admission is restricted to a select few
but I'll try again later anyway thank you.
A catamaran is the way to go
losing yourself in its wake as you skim a surface
as taut as the Half & Half's
left on the stoop without a worry in the world
by a starchy driver in his snub-nosed truck
addressing the route
with black bowtie, spit-shined shoes, and time to spare,
greeting everyone, even those who on this frosty morning
have fallen through the cracks.
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