Jim couldn't come

Fred didn't come

I didn't want to be there

but got stuck

when I was leaving the building

and ran right into them--

you don't even have to know

the particulars of the story

to get the point of the situation--

and we must share the earth with them--

I tremble before the Vile Word

and relish not giving them their satisfaction

I will amble out through the back

after my presence

is noted and I'm ignored

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