Dudes

Dudes,

Y’all come out the woodwork in the Spring
Ain’t helped store food or build shelter from the sleet
Still, you come sniffing around when you’re in heat
Like you have a reserved spot up in these sheets
You with the bow ties
You with the blue eyes
You with the pocket squares
You with the curly hair
You with the tenor tone
You and the cat car you own
If you don’t survive the frigid Winter
Then the garden won’t open in the Spring.

 

 

 

 

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