A slight glance over sunglass frames
Even though the sun is absent
It doesn’t want to look at you either.
Pants down, Swag up is rule two.
Rule one is obviously “YOLO!”
Green and red SF Giants hat,
Too cool for black and orange are we?
Flat bill that could balance a level across
Baseball hats are supposed to have a curve!
Really? A black hoodie when it’s burning up out here?
I just saw five guys walk by that looked just like you
Did you guys help each other get dressed?
Are you in a boy band?
Can I watch you perform later?
You begin to lean when you strut
A hot chick walks your way
And the pants sink more
Wonder if they can fall off completely,
To escape being seen with you.
Whistle at the girl, go ahead. She wants you…
She laughed.
But I got swag!
Really? That’s what you call it?
Confusion crosses his face
Is it the hat? The shirt? The pants?
The swag?
Or lack thereof?