I beg you, give me the peculiar,
the odd and downright mad.
Don’t bore me with the ordinary,
as for me they are so sad.
I like my people on the edge,
those strange and in-between.
Those I find extraordinary,
they live through their dreams.
I love the odd and the off beat,
as they do not compromise.
That I’m somewhat odd myself,
will come as no surprise.