LIMERICKS AND RHYMES: MY ATTEMPTS AT POETRY

Saturday, 16 November 2013

THE FREAK

When I was young
It was hep to be a freak
And a freak was me
Who was different.
I grew up a freak
One who was different
Now I’m old
But it is no more hep to be a freak
For now a freak is one
Who is considered crazy
While I am merely old and lazy
And no more freaky
Posted by SURI BEN NOAH at 23:52
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