that I was like a wild bird that bites.
You spoke of me with hate in every breath.
How could you know that you were oh so right
in calling out the dangers of a girl
who reads and thinks and speaks her heart with ease?
I'm apt to send your little mind awhirl,
infect your thoughts with knowledge like disease
communicated by the touch of light
that's born through study of the world at large
and questions asked that starts the flight
of intellect. Ideas will rush you, barge
into your mind and force it open wide
and make you see and greet the geek inside.
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