Unwelcome and uninvited I burst on the scene
To fittingly coexist I’m not too keen
Many can’t tell am woman or man
Hard to convince I’m well and sane
Shy away from duties, that’s what I do
Yet claim for territory, even the loo
At 1st sign of pressure, I simply crumble
Speak with people, is when I mumble
Hand me downs is sure my style
But I reside with not much guile
One of all prove my only mate
My unsure future I leave to fate
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I'm having a maniacal laughter!
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