The Activist

 

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I've said what I'm against,

And yet I can't ignore--

Despite what I'm against,

There's more that I am for:

 

The child in each adult

With all her simple joys,

Who still gets kicks

From magic tricks

Or teasing all "the boys."

 

For walking in the rain

Or barefoot in the grass

Enjoying things that sparkle

Like holograms or brass

 

Pulling on a kitestring

Singing with your chums

Dancing round a flagpole

Or bouncing to the drums

 

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Rolling round upon the ground

Or jumping on a bed

Having fun beneath the sun

Until your nose is red

 

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