Didn't Look Poem by Madrason .
Didn't Look
We take of our hat
for the guy in Chevrolet
we take away his hoards
and clean his spotted boards
like marines adding esteem
to a deemed society
uphold the glory of sobriety
and when he talks
as a girl walks by he stalks
and utters eagerly
but what the hack…...
Sinatra pack, but not at me;
and utters eagerly
but what the hack…...
Sinatra pack, but not at me! M
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