In your smart striped suit
Thinking, as one might
I’d rather like those boots
Your hands so slow
With eyes set keen
We sit in rows, now
Where have you been
You pause for a drink
Also me, yes this is me
I will not sink
Can’t you see
The echoes fall
Resoundingly so
You make your call
I, I have to go
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