Intrepid explorer
She’s set in her ways
And only those paths
We have trodden, she strays
No fan of convention
A mouthpiece for change
Well-meaning, she irks
Those unsocial and strange
Such genuine seekers
Of newfangled truth
Unsettle those given
To dissolute youth
And safe in their havens
Of yoga and crocs
Escape the unshaven,
Unwashable shocks
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