One Ounce Lighter

Some called me “Alpha,”
Some called me “Spot.”
The spot-callers betrayed me,
And joking I’m not.

I went in the Mazda,
Promised a w-a-l-k,
Not once thinking of
What they soon took away.

Some called me “Alpha,”
Some called me “Spot.”
Some days I woke up horny.
These days I do not.

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