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Metaphoric Man
I can eat like a pig,
As well as, drink like a fish.
I can piss like a racehorse,
Or even bark like a dog-.
In my youth, I could run like the wind,
And at times, sting like a bee.
Yet if I float like a butterfly,
I might be driving like ol' granny.
Now if I scream like a schoolgirl,
I might be fearful of an angry God.
But if I whine like a stubborn mule,
I could end up on the wrong end of a cattle-prod.
At times, I show the patience of a saint,
Or being impetuous as a child with new fingerpaint.
And if I continue this way and act like a child,
I'll avoid those aging pitfalls, and run in the wild.
Copyright ©
Timothy Mattson
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