i need a new suit.
black perhaps, a
new pair of shoes
to match and a red
tie, like a flame
across my white
shirt. i need some
bling, some cuff
links and a watch,
maybe a diamond ring.
i could use a shave,
a haircut and a rub
down, a shot of booze.
i need a dab of polo
cologne across
my cheeks, a flower
in my lapel. i need
a brassy brunette
with flashing brown
eyes and killer legs.
i need to step out,
get off the ranch,
away from all these
chickens and mooing cows.
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