He walked around the house
With a piece of cereal stuck to his chin.
His glasses were smeared with a cloudy substance,
And had a band-aid covering one of the nose rests.
His fly was half unzipped and part of his shirt tail
Was hanging out of his zipper.
He told us again and again of the basketball games
Played in the former theatre with columns.
A player had to avoid the columns as he ran down the court.
And could do anything to inflict harm on another player
As long as he used his non-ball playing arm.
We had to sit through his story
About tagging the guy out at home
And how they won the championship.
We thought there was something wrong with him.
But we discovered there was something wrong with us.
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