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Rated: E · Poetry · Psychology · #2160947
Agoraphobic William is a stay at home sort of chap
Whereas within the whitewashed walls
William was worried seldom
Should he dare to venture out of doors
fear made itself a welcome
So Will, he had rarely bothered much
to travel any measure
He preferred instead to stay in bed
see it distant, at leisure

He has heard about those foreign climes,
and wide and open spaces
But felt no great urge, to go and see,
put them through their paces.
Content to stay so confined and close
and English in his castle
Can't say that he cares for setting forth,
really too much hassle.

No need at all to negotiate
the strange places far away
Will knows he'll never, ever see them,
because he is here to stay.
His horizons are very narrow
knows nobody else at all,
How happy Will is to be hidden,
behind the whitewashed wall.
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