As I'm going through life, a scenario pops into my head.
I kept my posture straight and worked hard to keep quiet.
mouth making such whispers and high-pitched giggles:
Stunningly evil eyes look at the large window
Everywhere there was style and sophistication
On their face is engraved the desire for perfection.
Snakes nest on their neck.
Consider me as a small speck in your eyes.
You must stride straight.
And keep it light.
formally attired as they say,
Every day, you are being handled like a machine.
I think my best option is to whimper.
They are fixated on perfection.
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