What, no line to offer? No need to be shy.
Even so, I'll give it a try.
and found himself in a fog
Rejection burns deep, I find a hole in my heart
inebriated, was he, on grog.
and also are legs are so close, and yours apart
Behold the wisdom of the masses!
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Based on the Poem of the Masses.