A weird little person with a mission to be
extrovertly extravagant – oh, so that’s who
I am! I’m intrigued, I had always thought I
was supposed to be a self-pitying introvert
Yet you see me trying to be a recluse of fate
and divest me of my carefully constructed
illusions; such frank and open honesty, it
delights and amuses –
I always end up with goofballs, men of good
sense don’t waste time talking to me, either
I’m totally ugly or my incomprehensibly
icy stare puts them off –
I may resemble Miss Marple, or worse due
to my masculine self-esteem, Hercule Poirot
with walrus moustaches, I have none on my
face as yet – but what of tomorrow...
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