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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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