my delicacy of souls and sirs,
in the deepest and politest,
and most earnest of ways,
but your furrowed brow,
strong arms,
slight frown,
were the epicenter of
an in-discretionary distraction,
due to an improbable negligent attraction,
so possible, I might ask of an
allowable quota of forgiveness,
but I think,
your sweet and sensible iota of a pardon,
might do me the excruciating embarrassment
of an accidental inexcusable, -
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