an olive coat
The goalie's anxiety at the penalty kick
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Found the socks you lost
Wool and flecked with gold
But I traded them
For an olive coat
At least this way one of us is warm
There's a man inside
The hallway filled with doors
And he's on the cross
And he's on the floor
By now he's probably halfway home
I kicked him in the chest
And broke both his legs
Took his wallet, keys, and cell phone
Left his poems and his brains
Where he's going, he's sure to need them
There's a hummingbird
That looks just like David Byrne
He lives above the bush
That looks just like Che
By now he's probably halfway home anyway
Found the socks you lost
Wool and flecked with gold
In the corner of our closet
Where you should have looked
But I traded them
For an olive coat
Would have sold them sooner
If I would have known