The lure of the window like never ‘

delicate delicacies on display thru’ that window

that sweet sweet smell as ever

nose flat, eyes strained, hands cupped together

girl skips past, instinctive’ I follow

door opens, she enters, I swallow

grabbing at the door it shuts as ever

pitifully I wallow

my intestines cramped forever

I don’t feel so clever

the window is my friend, I hate that window

can I pull myself together and steer clear of that window?

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