As I sat outside Somerset house
I looked at a man about to get on the bus
then I noticed he was going to Penge.
I seem to have some strange attraction to Penge
A little later I saw another bus for Penge
All the people looked the same.
They were like clones
I don’t know whether they would let me into Penge if I went?
I look too different.
But then again I have always different.
~ Marc Carver