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Women labour and you boys roam at leisure
clasped together, stroll through town, casual and cool
with coy affection in the fluidity of the afternoon.
Boys, boys, boys
wrapped loosely in sweet sweet entanglements, you tousle and tease
cruising for a good time.
Out for the day to saunter and play, it's boy time,
assert your friendships and phlitter away.
You linger for a while for chatter and chai and pause your 70s swagger,
munching pan your mouths foam a devilish red and stain your teeth dirty brown.
Then led away by your dominant friend's high waistline
your deep brown gaze fades away leaving a black and orange streaked sky.
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