I read this pome the other day
And it was clear to see
That the character in this strange pome
Was someone just like me.
He had my way of walking
And my way of talking too
And he just happened to wear his foot
On the outside of his shoe.
He wore my type of sneakers
He wore my tank top shirt
And when he tripped and fell
We shared exactly the same hurt.
We both had likes and interests
That were pretty much the same
And that pome was written by someone
Who actually had my name.
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