when he caught a whiff a hint started thinkin Ya got the world by the balls  he understoodNah false flags line of bullshit he didnt play for par remained a step behind  not behind the 8-ball  a retarded lousy step behind  because he lagged on purpose   because he didnt buy in

to be fair he was tempted  it seemed liberating  its scent strident  like a chlorinated indoor pool an ammonia capsule broke under his snout  like a hot cedarlined dry sauna

he didnt have to pinch himself

he knew the bit 

lovely like dreaming

   Ground Control to Major Tom

when its too good to be true

it was too good to be true 

he stepped asidebacked out of the way

bowed gracefully swept his arm like a gentlemans valet 

                                                           No sir  Please  After you sir

submissive

in his book it was A-Okay to be submissive to save his skin

those werent sharkskin suits hanging in Temptations closet

   Maybe next time, Joe.

I don think so Itll be a cold day in Hell 

                                          However thank you for stopping Im sure well play again            

Yes. Again.   Maybe one day Ill catch you offguard, in a weak moment.

Hope springs eternal   Alexander Pope  Essay on Man

Yeess. 

Sound like a serpent

An unfortunate lisp. I was born a harelip.

Yah Whoever corrected it did a lousy jobbut be tha as it may  we can recall how it begins front an center

Yes.  Well most are put offaren’t interested. The Essay of Man?  I tell them it’s Alexander Pope. Like I could give a fuck.

   Know then thyself

Yes yes.  it sighed a snake hiss 

                                  Presume not God to scan . . the proper study of mankind is man.

2247, day-between-2-Ts, 14  6. 23

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44900/an-essay-on-man-epistle-ii#:~:text=I.,study%20of%20mankind%20is%20man.