I am frank, no relation to Ann Frank

Flash a smile so sly it bleeds deception

King of Hills like Bobby, Peggy, AND Hank

Strutting around with a caged erection
Groaning loudly at shameless race baiting

Laughing out loud at feigned sincerity

After school there’s only awkward dating

Pretext gone, now awaiting rarities
Adopting solitude, loathing weekends

Fixate on something or face a crisis

Could be dire to disrobe from pretense

Asking in circles: is this what life is?

Note the irony of being alone
We’re all with you 🙂
Everyone is alone!