Lads of LeisureA Poem by GlendaKjust popped up...idk how it's going to turn out
Lads of leisure
catch my eye, Unkempt hair; Don't smile, They sigh. They have an air of gloom and doom. They bring Despair to any room. Lads of leisure never labor, Use your tweezer, Sever favor.
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