Saw her comin’ from two blocks away…..nice smile….high stems….this…was a good day…..

Walked past….past a little more…..on down the block….

Could I…..should I?….what the hell, Hey Stems…..I been homeless for five years and today they gave me a place to live…..uh….how’s ’bout a kiss to celebrate…..

And like the Breck Girl she slowly whirled around…made a mad dash to the fat man….past dogwalkers….Arab merchants….old yentas cursing cabies….beggers askin’ for stock options…..

She planted a good one right on me….filled with passion….Filled with five years of remorse..What were her secrets?.

Don’t dare a broad, she said, We’ll fool ya’ everytime, and then walked away…..

I think I’m in love….
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O