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Mystery Man
What goes on behind those
dark eyes nobody knows
Steady expressionless they
stare and nothing shows
Are the the eyes of a ruthless
assassin on the look out
Waiting patiently with bored
expression to strike out
Strike out at the unwary prey
when the time is right
Or is it just really a bored man
waiting for his flight
How we muse and imagine
things to pass the time
Ourselves bored to death as
our flight is not on time
dark eyes nobody knows
Steady expressionless they
stare and nothing shows
Are the the eyes of a ruthless
assassin on the look out
Waiting patiently with bored
expression to strike out
Strike out at the unwary prey
when the time is right
Or is it just really a bored man
waiting for his flight
How we muse and imagine
things to pass the time
Ourselves bored to death as
our flight is not on time
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Mystery Man
Mystery Man
