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Please Don't Call Me Robert
My parents "Rob-ed" me at my birth, And, in its cardboard frame, My birth certificate makes clear That "Rob" is my first name. And only that is why I scream Until it starts to hurt, That, nickname though just "Rob" might seem, MY NAME IS NOT ROB-ERT! I've no aversion to that name, In fact, I think it fine. It's nothing to dislike or blame, It's just that it's not mine. I've known 'Roberts' throughout my life, In fact there's one I Love,* But still it cuts me like a knife And hits me like a shove. That name, from Latin noun robur Means "heart of oak," and "strong." Robustus, "fit," comes from the same, And "mighty"'d not be wrong. The name I
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