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Mar 2013
The size and shape of your Chiclet's teeth
Remind me I need some gum
Don't want the rank and file of my breath
To make you turn and run

The cold neon lights of this restaurant
Really highlights your pasty skin
Bringing out the true beauty
Of your darkened eyes so far sunken in

I knew this would be special, our first date*
So I did my best to comb over my thinning hair
My Uni-Brow didn't part so well
But I knew by the looks of you, you wouldn't care

When it is we that hug
My hairy back tickles your sweaty palms
Our mumbo lips fit perfectly
When the awkward kiss finally rolls around

We're a match made in heaven
Or somewhere there about's
There's someone out there for everyone
*Is what we've both just happily figured out
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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