The Uniform
The Uniform
It’s hard to read the minds of guys,
With guarded looks within their eyes.
They talk of sports and pizza pies,
And claim the limit is the skies.
They hate when someone clarifies
The truth behind their little lies.
They want the glory and the prize,
Whatever money never buys.
But watch the way the laughter dies
When one among them truly tries
To drop the heavy, cool disguise
And show the world he’s truly wise.
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