The Hipster

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The Hipster
The hipster had a big white ghetto sled
He dropped Grandma off once
A while ago.
I was busy working problems.
I told him thank you
And she gave him five dollars
And he smiled at me through his long hair
And lit up a cigarette.
When he pulled out of the driveway
I remembered him in a Tesla shirt
One of the rockers at High School
And how I’d never known him
To do anything in particular.
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