I couldn’t help myself--
Standing in the grocery
Behind a balloon of a man,
I rasped a heavy sigh at his
Lethargic attempt to unload his cart.
Then, as he slowly lifted his eyes toward me,
With his jowls swaying like limp flags,
He told me to go fuck off,
And in that moment I thought of you.
I shall be home in fifteen minutes,
And after I put the ice cream in the freezer,
I’d like you to help me make one man’s wish
Come true.
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