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Nonsense

Alright, alright, so I am a round guy
Looking for a square peg that fits
Long before Chicken little fell from the sky
I've been squished and squashed before
I don't need poking and jabbing anymore

All I ask, is take the square corners to task
Round them a bit, so in it, I might fit
So a round guy that I am destined to be
Can become a square that everyone can see
It's just not fair, that I should have this to bare

For a round guy in a world of squares
Does not get what is called equal shares
Others get peaches but all I get are the pits
I still get around, but riches I have not found
I am the round guy, hanging squarely around

That's it! I demand that you understand
That the round peg that I am
Has here and now vowed war
A four cornered attack, to make a square lack
Edges that hurt, not allowing my girth

I shall deliberate, on how to communicate
If the tack I use can problem defuse
For square I be for all to see
I think I can be the square that I am
So If you see a buldging square, be very very beware!

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