They’re all shivering outside the chippy
And we observe them
There too
Sat on the stoop
And slutty Nelson Mandela is spewing on Spiderman’s trainers
I’ve run misty around town, been groped by a leprechaun, and seen my whole rolodex
You’ve still not seen enough and lament that the bars are closed
But for the moment shivering with a friend is just fine
And smiling at the sight of beautiful costumes made ugly with sweat and sick and rain
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