Tuesday, February 14, 2023

The Extravert Meets The Introvert comic poem 163 by Angela Lansbury

 by Angela Lansbury

Spot the extravert. Photo by Angela Lansbury.


The extravert and the introvert

What are they going to do?

The sooner we know, the better

To predict the links from me to you


Extravert or introvert?

How do you recognize?

Extravert or introvert

Doesn't depend on their size


The extravert laughs loudly

And runs to shake your hand

The extravert's the solo singer

The other hides at the back of the band


When it comes to taking a picture

The introvert plays second fiddle

Takes the photo, stands to the side

The extravert pushes into the front - and the middle!


An introvert wears gray or black

He or she hardly speaks at all

Go and inspect their hand writing

Hard to read, the letters are all - too small


What puzzles analytic me

What's contradictory and strange

Is experience or training

Over years, can make both exchange


I was born a shy, only child

I was an introvert, small girl

Then I grew old, fat and jolly

Strutting and shouting to the world


I stayed alone at home, tearful, alone

I wrote dark thoughts, folded the page

Now I'm smiling and wearing red

Standing and dancing, centre stage


An introvert or extravert

Two striking words which chime and rhyme

Kind extravert meets introvert

Both have their right place and good time.

-ends

Poem by Angela Lansbury. Preview for book edited by Carolyn Street.


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