A poem by Ivor Cutler, in "Is that your flap, Jack?"
CHEATED
Timid I contorted myself to fit into society. My outraged self
fought
back, and, although it has taken a lifetime, I can see now the
volcano
I should have been. Why do you think the old are so bad-tempered?
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