Vain

She walks by

 In different outfits

Every day

 Some new

Some as tight

 As her skin

Nothing hidden

 All to see

Then wrapped up

 All is covered

And every thing

 In between

All the colors

 Where does she find them

And the shoes

 Changed every day

But one thing

 Is consistent

Every day

 It is there

A quick peek

 Is he watching

As I walk

 In front of him

 
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