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Red Socks

  • Writer: Gus Jonsson
    Gus Jonsson
  • May 11, 2024
  • 1 min read

 

A regular fizz bomb, a whizz kid in red socks no less.

Red socks or no, every quivering inch, a zealot

Far surpassing enthusiastic hearty expectations

Fullest moon and brightest shining star fill each night

 

Black velvet jacket a whizz kid in red socks no less

Hot strong coffee, an extra shot in every mouthful

Exceeds standards significantly besting superb

Beneath heaven’s mantle dreams await the sleeper

 

Versace slip-ons, a whizz kid in red socks no less

Perrier munch lunch, in a flash cash iPhone payment

Tag Heur darkened shades, without a shadow of doubt    

 Midnight super Uber before dawn’s deepest sleep

 
 
 

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