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The Bigot

I don’t have many close friends Why is that? Do I choose too carefully? Am I afraid of lowering defenses? Do I enjoy being alone too much? Why doesn’t it bother me more? I feel like a pessimist With nothing to kvetch about I was going to start a club Bigots Anonymous Then apply for minority rights But none reached my entry requirements Too bad too rich too good too poor Too middleclass too odd too ordinary Someday God will walk by And I’ll find fault with Her (worknotes) All bigots should be ridiculed until there are none

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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