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I can tell by the way you are staring at me

With bold, impertinent stare

That you wish you were somewhere else

And only see me from afar

I wonder what you think

Or do you simply surmise 

That I’ve had too much to drink?

Or perhaps you see a strange old stick

Practising  a circus trick

Oh how I wish I was, but the truth is you see

An enormous task such as this would even make St  Jude think

And he’d probably retire a broken man with 

A nervous tic and a constant blink

I wish you could see yourselves, I really do

If your one brain cell could work pretty quick, 

you  might just have a clue

I wish you would get yourself  a life

One which takes you far from here

Or else, please ask - don’t stare!