Asperger's Syndrome

Did I have it as a child?   Do I still?

"Have" is the wrong word, it's insensitive,

But yes, I did and do.  I always will,

Under the geeky sign of Mensa live.


Maybe it wasn't Aspy's but something else,

An ambitious mother, my myop'ia,

Coke-bottle lenses were a rum thing, else

Perhaps I'd have been in kid utop'ia.


What is clearer than etiology,

Is that my make-up's mostly worked for me,

I was privileged with my psychology,

I fit a slot.  Of the norm I was free.


As a smart myope was I excluded?

Some.   But I see my luck, through eyes

          occluded.




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