Such superfluous drag
is meant for babes and humbugs
who think it's all a gag.
I'll never cry for beauty.
Why should I beat my breast
over something so unsure
that nobody can test?
I'll never grow religious
the way some people do.
Telling others where to go
while sitting in a pew.
I'll never write a love poem.
No beauty hustles me.
No creed can set my limits.
It's lonely being free.
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