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Are You Game?

I am eccentric people often say Because I view the world and all I see In different, peculiar ways. My quirks raise Eyebrows to say the least. Unusual, Gee! I am a human being for Christ's sake! Humanity is nuts to some degree. If this is true, why look at me to make Your case? It’s only when your quirks decree The norm, mine become eccentricities Abhorred by most of societies cliques. The different peculiarities I see but one: A different bag of tricks. I’ll do my bag and be my guest, the same. And stop this silly poppycock. You game?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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