Dandelion Man
Dandelions fall from his suit
I think he’s going to a job interview
Where they ask questions
With only ever wanting a certain answer
I asked a question the other day
He answered it
“Is it genuine”, I said
If he got the job is he good at lying?
The dandelion man
Changing form as the seasons go by
As the questions slip by
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