It's a Joy To Meet New People
Meeting new people (I'm a cheerful boy, used as a useless toy and
getting stepped on like a mat)
Could be counted as a joy
It makes my heart thump (with joy - I catch the rat by the tail...I'm the
satisfied, fluffy cat)
Meeting some strangers (on my own...)
Could be nerve-racking at times (don't associate with strangers, Davey)
It makes...my mind shout (mInD-bLoWn)
I counsel strangers (unlike the rest...my self-esteem won't rot)
But, I get out of my shell
I speak my weird mind (trying to encourage them with my best shot)
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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