Now I cannot stand to look at people
They all seem so screwed up and out of place
Feel like shouting from the highest steeple
About my loathing for the human race.
It's waking though that makes me feel this way
I don't mean to be such a grumpy git,
In fact often I only want to say
How much I love the world and all in it.
So I'm a bit confused and I know that,
But I don't wake up well when I have slept
I think perhaps I'd like to be a cat
And really learn the art of being kept.
Those handsome men with piercing bright blue eyes
They might just be the devil in disguise.
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