Man with a broom, I love you
Man with a broom, I love you.
I saw you, on a Saturday, sweeping the garage.
At home. On a Saturday. With a broom.
No Radio TAB.
No trip to the club.
No comparison of mid-strength beers.
Just sweeping.
Nothing about you attracts me.
Not your beard,
Not your clothes.
Not your knees beneath your torn shorts.
Just the broom.
Man with a broom, I love you.
I saw you, on a Saturday, sweeping the garage.
At home. On a Saturday. With a broom.
No Radio TAB.
No trip to the club.
No comparison of mid-strength beers.
Just sweeping.
Nothing about you attracts me.
Not your beard,
Not your clothes.
Not your knees beneath your torn shorts.
Just the broom.
Man with a broom, I love you.
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