If you ever read anything of mine, read this:
Lines Composed from within a suburban Steak and Shake
(a Punk considers the Romantics and Island Views.)
a prelude:
Wordsworth, words worth,
of the egotistical sublime
verse me in breaking free
from my ever shallow'd mind.
What my appearance must be,
to the patrons of this place so
white, and bleached clean.
With fresh shaved skin...
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