Morphing Professor

She can speak
But she would write
No, scribble
With that box of crayons
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He painted a picture
And proudly held it
Between his index and middle
Finger,
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Her heart is sinking with indignant pain
And she feels life has lost its meaning
She slumps on the sofa; her mind is insane
She wonders: Are my parents divorcing?
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Oh!
What a joy to feel the cooling zephyr!
To smell the freshness of pine fir!
To hear the morning birds chirp!
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‘Brush your hair aside so people can see your face! ’
‘Don’t act insolent, girl, show some grace! ’
‘Household knowledge is essential for you! ’
‘For god’s sake, child, stop looking so blue! ’
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The light shade of grey in the sky
Seems so harmless and natural
And the pedestrians are
Sauntering and humming
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I asked God why I was not born intelligent
Why I had such level of stupidity
But God did not answer these questions I posed
And kept me waiting in anxiety
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I told myself I would not ask questions
That were not constructive and crazy
I told myself:
Enough is enough
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My life is filled with money
And materials aplenty
And my plastic surgery went alright
My knowledge is broadening
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A sip of hot tea
Let it
Tri
ck
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This mere child
So innocuous and blithe
So oblivious to the brutalities
Which the dark world bestowed
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This poem tells a simple story
Of a man and his dog

A young vagrant in rags and his dog.
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