Some weeks ago, people told me that on my head I have a sponge,
So I bobbed it with a smile like I just had dumpling and butter for lunch,
And like a squid I decided to use my ink to avoid the incoming longe,
Life is a deep blue sea of weirdness and in it I am not afraid to plunge!
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Ah! So much truth in this poem! Why be or even want to be the same as others. Have said this before and will repeat until my last day on earth. Be true to you! Always!