

Sir Glitter BugSir Glitter Bugs eyes are moonlight Straining through coffee glasses. And he thinks every thing is drenched in yellow; Are you sure Sir Glitter Bug? I see sun-ship hulls with initials carved hard and deep Into the sunny-dew yellow wood. I see our feet dangling off jetties fringed by light That screams I am going to die. Sir Glitter Bugs collar bones stand like Eiffel Towers, Tipped to make his system work. And theyre beautiful when they light up at night. He glows from the inside then. Oh, his hands are filthy, But he doesnt wantSir Glitter Bug
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