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Sad Shape My teeth are false so I can't chew gum, I have a bad hand so I can't play rum. My brain is slow so they think I'm dumb, they make fun of me when I sit and hum. My legs are bad it's hard to walk, I slur some words when I try to talk. Some say I'm thin as an old corn stalk, and others stand around and gawk. I know this sounds a little sad, but it really isn't quite so bad. I had some teeth, til they got knocked out, and my brain has always been in doubt. My legs were walked off by the State, the words I speak never were to great. So if you feel somewhat a dred, just think about the things I've said. Remember them and contemplate, if you lack these things your in good shape. |
Additional Notes:
Just a little humour.
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