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I dress in white after Labor Day I question everything they say I jump and skip in my work hallway Everybody says “no” while I say “Nay” I crunch numbers just for fun I raise my hands toward the sun I run around with my water gun I carry on although it’s done I smear my face with lines of dirt On Casual Day I wear a shirt I don’t know what it is to flirt I have a blow-up doll called Bert When I laugh alone I point to my feet At times I stand up on my seat I use a British accent when I greet Disorganized, but awfully neat I race with my trolley in the shopping mall I point and laugh when somebody falls When asked an urgent question I deliberately stall Because no one will talk to me, I talk to the wall I correct people just because I can In summer I steal all my colleagues’ fans When they lie on towels I play in the sand I jump on stage and feign being in the band I sit and eat my lunch alone I pretend to talk on my cell phone I hum and sing till I hear them groan Then I jump and I skip all the merry way home
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Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 3:55 AM UTC
Pretty Odd Kid
I dress in white after Labor Day I question everything they say I jump and skip in my work hallway Everybody says “no” while I say “Nay” I crunch numbers just for fun I raise my hands toward the sun I run around with my water gun I carry on although it’s done I smear my face with lines of dirt On Casual Day I wear a shirt I don’t know what it is to flirt I have a blow-up doll called Bert When I laugh alone I point to my feet At times I stand up on my seat I use a British accent when I greet Disorganized, but awfully neat I race with my trolley in the shopping mall I point and laugh when somebody falls When asked an urgent question I deliberately stall Because no one will talk to me, I talk to the wall I correct people just because I can In summer I steal all my colleagues’ fans When they lie on towels I play in the sand I jump on stage and feign being in the band I sit and eat my lunch alone I pretend to talk on my cell phone I hum and sing till I hear them groan Then I jump and I skip all the merry way home
sallytomato
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sallytomato
South African
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 3:55 AM UTC
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