my pockets are full, my belly is too,  only thing missing, is a shot of you, at the table, looking at me, look in the mirror, what a sight to see, so damn pretty, so damn cool, not a drip of sweat, not a drip of drool. if you're lucky, you might catch the scent, as your nerves are slowly spent, wasting time, giving chase, a waste of time, a waste of space.