Saturday, August 1, 2009

My Erick James in disguise



He comes to work with his defenses,

He doesn't mind your own pretenses,

What you get is what you see,

If you can't keep up then let be.

He loves routine and peace and quiet,

He hates when people make noises,

He can be strange to you, but you'll see

He's not as eccentric as he is with me.

He's often late, no sense of time

However i can always call him mine.



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