But the seven sized man
has an odd-sized van
he can never be the same
with his half baked brain
the wilderness of ties
had widened his smiles
the walking stick sale
had heightened his pain.
The bitter sweet maid
had paid for her pride
the wide eyed boys
had lied when she cried
the little one inside
had reached out his hand
to stand on the edge
of his sight just to hide
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