Everyone’s Different
By
Alan Badmington
Laura has freckles, Nina has spots
Dominic’s fingers are larger than Scott’s
Barbara is skinny, Lorna is fat
Daddy has whiskers as long as a cat
Brad is athletic and runs like the wind
Toby is awkward and undisciplined
Grandma has wrinkles and silver-grey hair
Granddad is balding and sleeps in the chair
Clarice is pretty, delightful and sweet
Robert’s good looking, but has smelly feet
John’s a musician and plays a bassoon
Will has a keyboard but sings out of tune
Martin has black skin, Hayley is white
Charlotte is gentle, Dan loves a fight
Susan has blue eyes, Judy’s are green
Rachel’s are brownish, the largest I’ve seen
Vicky is cheerful, Angie is glum
Cher looks like Daddy, I look like Mum
Amy has blonde hair, Anna’s is red
Claire is well-nourished, Dave’s underfed
Bill is ambitious and works hard at school
Alex is lazy but thinks he is cool
Jason is boring, Bonnie is fun
She brightens a party like rays from the sun
Calvin has short legs, Wanda is tall
Jerry is bigger, but smaller than Paul
Jane is a good girl, as everyone knows
Joey’s a naughty boy, Jack picks his nose
Paula’s left-handed, Sophie is right
Wendy wears glasses to help with her sight
Brenda is thoughtful, Kramer’s uncaring
Harvey is cautious, Tracey is daring
Things would be dull if our lives were the same
With identical clothing and same-sounding name
If we shared the same interests and musical choice
If we had the same accents, and similar voice
My father’s a brother, an uncle, a son
So many identities rolled into one
Everyone’s different, we’re all quite unique
The way that we look and the way that we speak
Our troubles, our talents, the way that we think
The way that we laugh, and the way that we blink
It’s great that we differ, it adds to our worth
There’s no-one quite like us, elsewhere on this earth
Sometimes when I’m speaking, the words cease to flow
My speech becomes bumpy, uncertain and slow
At times I talk smoothly – at times I do not
It’s just that I’m different, yes different! – SO WHAT?
