Little Mr. Cloudy
He stands in that corner
His No!’s stumbling out
Like daggers
His foot raised high
Suddenly dropped to the ground
An intimidation
Or is it emphasis
His decision locked in tight
His appearance nothing
But a turn on
Little Mr. Cloudy
And his angry sex appeal
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