Reinvention

by

Stephen Cree

From today, I'd like you all
to refer to me as Kurt Xerox.
When my new name is mentioned
people will sit up, take note
and afford me due respect.
You don't get anywhere in life
with a name like Sid Orange.

Should you invite me to dinner
I will, more than likely, punch a guest.
You don't mess with Kurt Xerox.
Manners and decorum?
All very nice if you're a wimp
but K.X has no time for convention.
In my book, the meekly are weakly.

Ask Xerox a direct question
you'll get a lie straight back.
No one is interested in the truth.
Read any newspaper, listen to any politician.
Honesty is passe, old hat: So for the record
Kurt is a secret agent responsible for co-ordinating the elimination
of the seven species of alien lifeform here on planet earth.

Women? I'll be beating them off with a stick
men too, I wouldn't wonder (not interested).
Call me old fashioned but I don't hold
with all this gender equality business.
If God had meant us to be equal
He wouldn't have made women such poor drivers.
Women don't go for the sensitive type, anyway.

So this is the new me: Kurt Xerox,
a maverick, ass-kickin' S.O.B.
I get my own way by fair means or otherwise
and do who I like and what I like, when I like.
Charity begins with me.
I feel so much more in tune with the world
than the old me ever did.

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by: James Bredin
from: Toronto, ON, CA

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