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A poem about how even loners in our society derive benefits from others (prose). |
| The obscure loner-types of this society Tend to live their lives In happy, but separate ways – But they often employ the services Of the more prodigious half of the universe; In other words, They won't fail to let folks assist them In their curiously lonesome ventures; For those pre-arranged services and planning Are ever available and acknowledged To be of much use When these idealistic customers Seek their individual rewards. |