Bald man
On the side
Of the highway—
At least I have hair.
Thin man
Walking down
A flight of stairs—
I possess some bulk.
Drunk man
Falling down
In the dank street—
I’m quite moderate.
Sad man
Crying pain
Into the night—
I know happiness.
Mad man
Feigning sane
Mannerisms—
I’ve got your number.
All men
Be well warned—
I’m not like you—
I speak your sorrow.
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