Poem.

Everyday I wear my Sunday’s best:

white shirt,

black slacks,

and black shinning

dress shoes.

I drive around all day

everyday in a banged up

pick-up truck

picking up scraps and junk–

but, I am clean!

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  • Aiyanna on Nov 16, 2010

    Simple, you morph, become a merman on the rocks, human on the docks and a fish while swimming in the sea… Essence is the same, look is different… Get what I mean???

  • Kaye TM on Nov 17, 2010

    guess i am a fish out of water too

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