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The Disability We All Must Endure

Some folks called me deaf.

Some folks called me blind.

Some said I was a freak.

Some said I’d lost my mind.

Some said I sort of squealed

When a bird flew at my eye

Which, on account of my blindness and deafness

I can neither confirm nor deny.

Some folks called me Shithead.

Some folks called me Walt.

Both of those are my middle names

Which is my parents’ fault.

Some folks called me other things

Which may have made me sad

But I don’t know the specifics

‘Cause their brail handwriting’s so bad.

Some folks say I’m stubborn.

Some folks say I’m cheerful.

Some folks express gratitude

That I never give them an ear full.

Some say I can’t appreciate

The world like others do,

But at least I know the smell of AXE

So, in that sense, I’m just like you.

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No Free Love

I paid through the nose

In blood sweat and tears

To earn the love of my Lisa.

She’s worth every drop,

But before you propose

Best to ask if your love accepts Visa.

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