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knew I was rebellious
indifferent to conformity couldn't live in a sorority nor follow in the deep groves of my Mother's footsteps. its been my song to be a kind of criminal if not in deed, in thought I'm not smoothly satin enough won't go along to pretend won't pander to the "oughts" not going through the notions of emotional conversion. hide my standard deviations from The Norm. (And...Who is this Norman, anyway?) some beasts wear different spots some wear disguises on the outside, not within I won't pretend to be so complicated that others will like me and want to hang out and smoke or swill gin thinking something about me will rub onto them I'm not the new prankster nor the latest joke. once, along time ago, I was meandering, just enjoying the ride pedaling my 10-speed bike in a long-tailed tux, Zoot-suit pants a twenty-something a swooping Crow-Woman-Kid having a day of fun... when some good ole boys came along in a truck... tried to run me over just to get closer look-see at what they thought I was. as if a girl has to be prissy and dress up in gauze and pearls why couldn't i ride my bike dressed as who I was? as I rode I hummed a favorite tune: (it seemed right for the moment, no finer day than the 20th of June) "But they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical, responsible, practical..." ** I was zig-zagging making Ess patterns across the width of the sidewalk as I crossed the muddy Red River when those bad boys honked. no Maam, no sir, no one likes to be shoved into a box with ticky-tacky tuck-in-your-attitude looks a box where everyone must match just like the school picture books but not me I stuck out my tongue with glee tipped my veiled black pillbox hat screamed "WHAT" so loud they seemed mightily taken aback which made me laugh and laugh all the way to the bar. when I crossed the bridge into Fargo I had a celebratory beer a real cold one in a frosted glass and I thought on what had just passed, and I smiled like a jack o' lantern. ** The Logical Song by Supertramp from Copyrighted material by Songwriters Richard Davies, Roger Hodgson, Jorge Martinez Copyright Jan 5, 2012 All Rights Reserved By Author Melissa A Howells/Meloo/ Tilt-a-World Vote for this poem |
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