For someone who is a current non-alcoholic,
It isn’t hard to spot his liquors drinks.
He may camouflage his glass with his gross hands,
But never will he drink lightly, on the side.
For someone who likes practicable jokes at work
He will never mean to act so young.
With looks of a twenty year old,
There is a bright smile on his face, to be sold.
Sold to the top forty lists of acquaintances,
Of young illegal sexual age.
For he who never stops with girls,
Will always have a good start.
May he who not smoke,
If so, only once every three months,
Be smart in not introducing me to his friend,
Who, same like me, does smokes.
At least, he’ll grow out of his immaturity,
But only time will take its course,
To result with a man-grown-man,
And on his feet, take his feet on the stand.
The ladies say that he is smart,
But the ones that say that to him are tarts.
The guys all look at him, as a macho-man image,
And then, they throw him for a show, on his own stage.
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