Oh people watching, now that’s a sport I can get behind.
From the comfort of my perch, it chases boredom from the mind
Let me count the ways you pick thy nose.
Or hunch o’re a chair and pick skin off your calloused toes.
I saw you look both ways before letting out that fart
Slow and steady lessens the sound: smart.
That’s a nice rendition of the moonwalk you have there
When no one’s looking, I too, dance without a care.
What interesting creatures we all are
Living so near and watching from afar
If there’s just one thing I’ve picked up over my career
It’s that you and I are more alike than you might care to hear
So I leave you with this: someone is always watching
So abandon prudence, strut your shit, and learn to not give a fuck.