The Atoll

Miguel (cont.)
My one and only Felix my sweet boy
We shouldve passed on Dees big wedding day
Deemed its locale a too exotic fare
Salvatore
Senor Miguel so now what do you think
Of our brine powdered dry white skin tight suits?
Miguel
I think theyre wonderfully up to date
I couldnt see it as a fashion trend
You look as if you were poured into them
Forgive me please for being a fussy ponce
For that hypocrisy dealt on my part
Me wearing this gold earring all the while
A fancied merchant navy chest tattoo
Yet mocking you young fellows kitted out
With nose studs eyebrow pins and nipple rings