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Still Known As A Bed-Wetter


Usually don't know if I'm coming or going
A confused old dude is what I mean
Even sometimes put the cart before the horse
Makes for an real interesting scene

So now you know, I have finally confessed
Can't keep it a secret any longer
I'm quite a bit different from you other dudes
I'm a certified strange kind of author

See things differently than most normal folks
Have a weird way of looking at things
Perhaps you've noticed, never thought to ask
Just the way my pendulum swings

Absolutely happy in this delusional state
Too afflicted to know any better
Kind of embarrassing to tell you guys this
Still known to be a naughty bed-wetter

So let's get serious, my dear dear friends
I'm as normal as the rest of you
Wait, that's not sounding too much better
Think we're all a big bunch of kooks

voyagerhyme

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