Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I'm Weirdly Normal

I grow up in a neighborhood,

Lots of neighbors do call me weird.

My folks don't think that is too good,

Try to assure me, as I'm  raised,

That, yes, I do look different from

All the neighbors, and my folks, too,

But is not a fact worrisome.

I am a normal human, who

Should not fret if I'm weird or not.

I have a very normal mind.

And my folks do love me a lot,

Let neighbors talk, try to be kind.

I guess that weird to them I be,

Normal Martians adopted me.