Pasadena Lacedaemon
you sit with your spear -
so punk and stylish.
When can I play
with your folders,
scrawled with the graffiti
of rock,
stoned epistles to boredom?
When will the griddles
of diddle
fry you an egg?
Ephor of cool -
spank me
and win
this damn war already.
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