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<div>I shall spin a tale about my past just for you…<br />
<br />
The day of my birth was an icy one in a far off land of snow<br />
Twas the dead of night on a cold winter’s eve<br />
Breath white upon the air<br />
And who was it that picked up that abandoned babe though?<br />
But a tottering and unsteady elderly pair<br />
<br />
The lap of luxury it most certainly was not<br />
Modest as it was, with love I was taught<br />
The old man’s stories may have been nigh incomprehensible<br />
But I loved them dearly, and to me they were irreplaceable<br />
<br />
Ten years on from that cold winter’s night<br />
“Is there any gift you want, if we might?”<br />
The old couple generously offered<br />
And tantalizing shop windows lining the streets proffered<br />
Any number of toys for a child’s delight<br />
<br />
So deep was my gratitude toward the pair<br />
Whose stomachs for my sake oft went unsatisfied<br />
“I want for nothing”, I did swear<br />
And that was the very first time I ever lied<br />
<br />
A tragic hero<br />
A tale of scenario liar<br />
An incomprehensible story<br />
<br />
Once of schooling age, to earn the money we required<br />
All day and all night I toiled at my vocation<br />
Nevertheless, the old man did not tire<br />
Of encouraging me to pursue my education<br />
<br />
The school was a battle against loneliness never-ending<br />
The world is, after all, especially unforgiving toward foundlings<br />
Before I was even aware, I had shut away my heart, brick by brick<br />
I whiled away my days in darkness<br />
Without a soul with whom to speak<br />
<br />
One fateful day, came a ray of light<br />
The likes of which I’d never seen<br />
Comfortable in my solitude, a young man approached me<br />
Off in the corner of the classroom where I’d been<br />
When “we ought to be friends”, said he<br />
<br />
What could he want with someone so reviled?<br />
Or see in someone whose unpleasantness so unrivaled?<br />
“I have no need for friends”, I replied<br />
And that was the very second time I ever lied<br />
<br />
A tragic hero<br />
A tale of scenario liar<br />
An incomprehensible story<br />
<br />
Mere days after, the young man collapsed from sickness<br />
It was an almost impossibly sunny summer’s day<br />
He awoke just as I hurried to his side with much quickness<br />
Surprised by my presence, he smiled in his cheerful way<br />
<br />
To him, the ailment was nothing new<br />
Nevertheless, to his side, I was drawn unto<br />
And the day after and on after there I would stay<br />
To repay him for the light he gave me on that fateful day<br />
My one and only friend, dear and true<br />
<br />
And so I began to write tale after tale<br />
To bring him a smile however frail<br />
Although I’m sure the true reason for his grin<br />
Was that all my stories herein<br />
Were all too incomprehensible<br />
<br />
From that day hence I embarked on a journey everlasting<br />
To collect more such incomprehensible fictions<br />
If it would keep you smiling<br />
I would never stop telling lies<br />
<br />
A tragic hero<br />
A tale of scenario liar<br />
An incomprehensible story<br />
<br />
But of course, none of that was true...</div>.BethannyC