The Purple Sheep of the Family

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems

I don’t do anything the way I should;

I failed my class in simple fitting in.

But somehow, I feel happy anyway —

In spite of all the scrapes I’m getting in

 

And out of everyday, from being weird.

I don’t think my condition is that rare —

I don’t do anything the way I ought,

And what is more, I do not seem

To care

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