why does it torment me so, it twists and dances with many quee.r trances i have neary a sane thought in my mind. though here i sit blind, and without a trace of chase in my voice i cry out! "cast me away! i say! cast me away!" and It with a grin "oh the Joy! oh the joy! how much you have been! but if your nooked, its time i took" so into the darkness i slipped
-poem by Sigma 87

(que.er in this contex is reffering to "weird", and this should be noted)