Poem by Jack Brummet: Imaginary friends

I wonder which is worse?
Having imaginary friends,
Or imaginary enemies?

I don't know anyone
With an imaginary friend,
But I know plenty of folk—

From The President on down—
With imaginary enemies,
From ghostly dopplegangers

To the guy in the next cubicle,
That control every thought
And move they make.
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