The Other Guy
The other guy
I always thought I was the other guy
It took some weight off when I tightened the tie
vanity never knows limits
the technology gave up in a pool of spit and sweat
he looks like me
but with hairier lips
if I had a jeep instead of a bicycle
I too’d want a thing like that to go with it
never understood your cat now I know why
he was being fed lot of crap
under the table by the other guy