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Why do I purchase clothing without trying things on or, for that matter, bothering to look closely at what I’m actually buying?

A lament in haiku form.

New jeans.  Old habits.
Way too much morning coffee.
“What the..?!” Buttons fly.

Outer space robots.
They go “buh kuh kah ka ki.”
More than meets the eye.

Ample kahones,
On an angry little man?
Small kahones still.