Suits
We wear suits,
And we dispute,
Your fatigues,
Tired and black.
We have jokes,
And we provoke
Your fatigue,
Tired and black.
We have cash,
So can be brash.
You’re fatigued,
Tired and black
You have needs,
So get on your knees,
In your fatigues,
Tired and black.
Copyright © Jonathan Holcroft | Year Posted 2025
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