Day 14 : wrong socks
¶ 1
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Hasan Sas
He’s no jackass
To slake his thirst
He scored the first
Made the second
He’s so fecund
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¶ 3
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Brazil, just didn’t look right
in socks blue, and shorts white
their lower halves, reversed
but of course, their calves, well rehearsed
in the poetry of motion
set to a sacred beat, of samba devotion
but they’re not just fluid, they’re also quick
in mind and body, in tandem, like Edmilson’s bicycle kick
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