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I Write Left I Fight Right

I write with the left and fight with the right 
cross dominance thinking prone to insight 
the right hand said that the left hand’s cack 
the left hand said that the right’s a prat 
but I’m never sure which hand I’ll draw 
I can write with the right but the right gets sore 
so I switch to the left and the left writes pure, 
but my brain won’t let one hemisphere rule 
so I think out of sync with the other people 
staying rationalised while their passion lets fly 
they see what suits while I see both sides 
and I can’t decide so I seem less wise 
I think they think cack through selecting facts 
and I’m outnumbered by the stupid prats

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