I'm above average,
and kind of a putz.
To those around me,
I'm known as a klutz.
The dorks all hate me,
the cool and nerds too.
Those like us,
are apart and few.
The day will come soon,
to rise and take over.
All that we need,
is the will and some order.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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