BO The President

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

A dream I had about Barack Obama.

At the end of the conference,

In my jealousy, I sat there.

And saw BO from a distance,

Between the stage and its end.

 

He came walking my direction,

And I thought he passed me by.

In fact, enclosure, standing in front of my sight,

And gave me pegs, 'cause I had to be a child.


Submitted: January 05, 2021

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