I've always wanted to do a piece about this tiny dude
He had a weird taste for shiny suits and sharp pointed shoes
He had an addiction for booze and had a bottle or two stacked in his car boot
You wouldn't get this truth
But dude saw everyone around him like a pool of tools
I never saw him smoke albeit his teeth having patterns of soot
Acted like life was all cool but knew it was a life long school
He treated his experiences as the cover of the book with each page having a different hue
He never stopped saying
Your happiness depends on you and whatever you do.
(Photo courtesy)

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