Half Impersonating Me

Who is this strange fellow,

Half Impersonating Me?

With his crooked half-smile

I wonder, who can it be?

Not quite telling my jokes

Almost living my life

Fooling plenty of folks

And possessing my wife.

Who is this charlatan,

Half Impersonating Me?

With his half-knowing eyes

I wonder, what does he see?

Almost thinking my thoughts,

Not quite getting it right

Knowing all I was taught

But not possessing my fight.

Then I look in his eyes

And the shape of his stance

As I blink with surprise

Not believing the chance

That the charlatan fellow

Half Impersonating Me

Is only myself and not somebody strange

Now half living my life in a mind rearranged

It’s me I can see and not somebody else

Fooling them all, impersonating myself.