there is nobody else like me,
i am unique, i am a freak,
oh, can't you see, oh can't you see?
i am like nothing else you'll see,
you've never heard a man so speak,
there is nobody else like me,
I am a servant living free,
both i am strong and I am weak,
oh, can't you see, oh can't you see?
I scream in hushed-tone subtleties,
I have a happiness most bleak,
there is nobody else like me,
I am so poor I cannot pee,
my bravery's a yellow streak,
oh, can't you see, oh can't you see?
the distance from his heart is me,
and I've been buried with a rake,
there is nobody else like me,
oh, can't you see, oh can't you see?
(C)2009, Christos Rigakos
‘The Raven’ Review Rundown (Alliterative Special)
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