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Specky 4 Eyes

I have been short sighted all of my life  
I still squint at things myopically,
my folks tried to teach me to tell the time  
with a clock high on the wall, do you see?  
  
Yes? Well, that's a bit more than I could do  
perplexed with, " this the big hand, this the small "  
me, nodding my head, I bet you would too!  
at that blob high up on the kitchen wall.  
  
Well, I bluffed it out till I started school  
and kept, not my eyes, but ears open wide,  
and nine times outta ten I had folk fooled  
but confess when I got glasses, I cried...  
  
Specky four eyes never once got my goat  
Since, by then, I went home in my own coat...
Written by Rew
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Author's Note
True story.
i was 4½ when I
started school and
found that I could
see clearly through
tiny holes punched
through card in the arts
class.
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