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Had to Be ....

Sometimes it is the veneer

And not just the words you hear


It is the entire context

Body language screaming "VEXED"


The appalled look on the face

Over things inside your space


Oh so very "little" class

Judging those who do not pass


Standards are arbitrary

For failing this Canary


I am so very mellow

Though my plumes are bright yellow


I simply sing different tunes


Sounding more like Common Loons*


Because you see I'm blended

As the gods first intended


T'was pride that created classes

Chaos among the masses


So leave me be

Let me succeed


© L. Whitefeather 2020


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