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I wrote this poem about the man we'd like to be and the man we pity, and the life line between them

Submitted:Feb 25, 2012    Reads: 69    Comments: 15    Likes: 7   

The kid who couldn't wait to grow

he dreamt he'd shave and have a wife

he'd get a job and start a life

Don't blame the kid, he didn't know

He always pictured muscles on him

and some improvement down below

An astronaut, that's what he will be

He'll make a "leap" and be the show

then prove for all from up above

that rainbow's just a candy bow

then lick it clean and show the world

Don't blame the kid, he didn't know

After a while he came to realize

A surgeon is the way to go

he would cure cancer while on breakfast

and laugh at death and ask for mo'

then he'll reject the Nobel Prize

to fight with his immortal foe

Don't blame the kid, he didn't know

Then life came up and slapped him twice

And woke him up while on the row

to get a check of unemployment

Don't pity him, it's not that low !!

At least right now he'd see through life

and tell you what he just did know !!


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