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A window peeper. 'O who could it be? A window peeper. Are they peaking at me? I walk into a room and suddenly, 'feels like someone's eyes are staring right back at me! 'O who could it be? A window peeper! But why should I care? A window peeper! Just go on and stare! I hide myself and look, and then I see somebody's out the window staring back in at me! .. with a middle finger? Oh, wait a sec!  Crap! Am I the Window Peeper?
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Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
Window Peeper
A window peeper. 'O who could it be? A window peeper. Are they peaking at me? I walk into a room and suddenly, 'feels like someone's eyes are staring right back at me! 'O who could it be? A window peeper! But why should I care? A window peeper! Just go on and stare! I hide myself and look, and then I see somebody's out the window staring back in at me! .. with a middle finger? Oh, wait a sec!  Crap! Am I the Window Peeper?
I don't even know. I just wrote it based off an experience years ago. While riding shotgun with my friend, my seat belt got stuck, and I was stuck staring out my window. Someone thought I was staring at them, while I just couldn't turn around.
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Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
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