When I'm old
and irritating you
put me in my wheelchair
and push me to the zoo.
Push me to the cage
where dwells the polar bear-
He and I have much in common
so much to share:
He feels out of place
in this hot clime;
I feel out of place
in this space and time.
His looks are slow and clumsy
yet mask a hidden power-
Leave me there to talk to him
hour after hour.
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