An Extrovert and Introvert met, going to the fair
"Please tell me something of your world, or things for which you care?"
"I cannot do that, I'm afraid. I don't know what to say.
But I will ask you questions as we walk along the way"
The Extrovert was saddened by this questioning exchange
The Introvert was hoping this approach would not estrange
And so they fell to walking in the silence and the sun
And both felt sorry that they, somehow, couldn't find the fun.
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