People Are Strange. - Poem by Ron Farmer
I once saw a whale green as the grass.
I once saw a man live slow and die fast
People are strange this fact is simple and pure.
I know it won't change, there isn't a cure.
I once flew w/a fish and swam with a bird.
I once granted a wish, and made a new word.
People are strange what can I say.
be more then an act, an act in a play.
Act stupid and lame, put shame to your name.
besides people are strange, theres nothing to blame,
act your self, be crazy, and laugh through the pain.
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