It’s not my fault my parents named me Karen,
But when I tell people my name they giggle
And wonder if I’ll make some crazy scene.
It’s like I’m branded with the insaneness
Of all those unhinged women they see
On YouTube and in mocking news reports.
To the person who started that Karen crap,
Kiss my butt for that unfair stigma on me.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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