The platypus appears confused
By evolution’s wit bemused
And nature proves with this hiccup
You can’t evolve when downside up
I have some itchy spots
Upon my chin which draw derision
I want to buy some calamine
Is this a rash decision?
I think I’ll never hear nor see
A person who’s worse off than me
And so I’ll close my ears and eyes
To other people’s tears and sighs.