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!