I dwell among the dinosaurs
and not in modern days
I don't fit in with many men
nor comprehend their ways
as conversation turns to sport
I am an odd misfit
they never speak of recipes
I like to cook a bit
they do not care for poetry
they rarely read a book
and if I mention politics
they shoot a hostile look
religion too is off the list
of topics to discuss
that's sure to start an argument
and I don't like to fuss
I dwell among the dinosaurs
but I don't really care
for old and weary dinosaurs
are not much of a scare
more freighting is the real world
that we live in today
that makes me want to run and hide
and sometimes even pray
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