Cruising the hardened streets,
Inhaling the bouquet
Of lively, wicked San Francisco,
Where chicks in heels
Somehow reveal,
An eloquent, famished soul,
Tending to knights,
On shiny pretty nights,
Cloaked in their fabulous
Gaberdine impressions,
Longing to seek acceptance
From ravenous forces,
Among the supple horde,
With few examples,
Ones rich in forsaken noble urges,
Change the world,
By simple stroking,
New rules invoking
A daring type of protocol,
Measured in leaps and mounds,
Severed...
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