Mr and Mrs White
The man called Mr. White
get's in his steel grey lexus
and drives away
every morning
at 7:15
sharp
at
7:20 am
Mrs. White
departs the house
in her starched and ironed pant suit
The Whites are seperate all day long
Typing, meeting, drinking coffee
doing those important things
that make the world
go round about
but at 9pm
they
both arrive
Mr. White and Mrs. White
Throw themselves on their bed
without removing their shoes! Imagine that
They jump on their bed with their
dirty, shiny, important shoes
until they collapse
and then
they
give eachother a kiss goodnight...................................................................
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