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Jul 2016
Swagger, swagger
walks in the man

oil
flair
pomp

Swagger, swagger
where is the man

with the long hair
and sad eyes?

who sang, staring
into your soul

Swagger, swagger
is all he is now

or maybe,
that is all he can muster.
Frankie Newton
Written by
Frankie Newton  manila
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