A man, sits on a chair, in a room,
and he says, "this is not normal"
and he is right

A woman gets on a bus and pays her fare
she has the right change,
and she thinks, "what are the odds"
and she is right

A child comes in from school, sits down for their tea
at the table, with mom dad and brothers three
and they gasp, "this is unnatural"
and they are right

You sit and read this poem, and you wonder,
what does it mean, what does it say,
He is abnormal
And you are right.

For nature has no rooms, has no chairs,
There are no buses to where you will go,
You will not sit down for any tea,
nor will brothers three
For that is not normal
And I am right