Who can see me through this guise,
My poorly hidden pantomimes.
I’m looking at my overbite,
My worry lines, unsightly eyes.
And once I’ve beaten all the drums,
The meter’s set, my day is done,
They’ve taken off all at a run
And I’ll be here left in disquiet
Woolgathering 
Almost a rap song, completely beautiful… pretty cool.
“cool beans” as the internet kids say.
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