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Modern Bipedal Huminoides
Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork;
windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and
an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overalls.
No clear link between their tools and their linguistic barks.
Babbling as they dance around the wheel rim popper
Until a clean, white skinned maiden walks through the swinging doors.
Check out the hottie in the lobby! yells some charming shark.
The blond goddess, wearing a braless tanktop and white summer
pants draping seductively over her buttocks, stands behind her twin brother.
Used tires, her brother ask the young Able Man by the broken kiosk.
"Hey Boss" the young Able Man shouts as he steps toward the girl.
The young Able Man offers the girl a bottle of water, which she declines.
An older Able Man escorts the boy deeper into the cavernous warehouse.
"It's cold" the young Able Man says to her butt as she walks away and
then his shoulders slump as if the bottle weighs a ton.
This modern young caveman, a grease-smeared untouchable to this filly,
furrows his brows until they nearly meet over his nose and
realizes he can never touch the likes of her.
Copyright ©
Francis Mandeville
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