A man in peach shorts,
Masked for a moment by a police car,
Neck not slightly torqued,
His hand raises his smoke while his eyes on phone,
Did he work any less,
Wake up later, follow a diff'rent code,
Than the guy who just passed in the Lexus?
Will he sit there all day, thinking the same?
We all just do our best,
With what we have been given and e'er have,
We're not living a test,
It is called life,
Mysterious and grand,
I'll stop musing on the one on the bench,
One's own is hard enough to understand.
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