You're Strange, Rick...
You’re strange, Rick
You laugh instead of cry
You cry when everyone’s laughing
You shut up when you should be speaking
And you yabber when you should be silent
You’re fucking strange, Rick
I’ve seen you talk to yourself
I’ve heard you repeat yourself
I’ve known you to hurt yourself
And I’m sure you really don’t care
Why are you so fucking strange, Rick?
You are quick to anger when you aren’t really angry
You say nothing at all when you are mad
Your smile is full of hurt
And your walls are indescribably thick
Are you thick, Rick?
I thought I knew you man
I thought you were ok
I had you pegged for an alright guy
But you’re not, are you Rick?
No you’re not, Rick.
You’re just fucking strange
Comments
hehe…top stuff Mark…bet there are heaps of us Ricks out there
I relate to Rick……
Does that mean strange is the norm? oh if so, I’m not happy……
Never laughed so much for a long while, Mark. Thanks
I see Rick in me too. Rick shit, the world’s full of it
No, you are Rick…
Mark, this is fcukin’ superb, everyone’s got a bit of rick in them and we all see a bit of rick in everyone else, it’s just a matter of how well you know someone and where you come from. I’ve had a good chuckle today, thanks for cheering me up.
I am Rick’s complete lack of suprise <
-Fight Club reference that I’m sure no-one will get.Enjoyed the poem but the picture is what really did it for me …buhahaha. Brilliant.
what’s wrong with strange?
what’s wrong with strange?
And what is ‘normal’ ?
I like good first impressions. That’s two now.