I'm afraid I'm very "stuck-up"
Often so smug about ME.
Thinking so highly of my little self
And thinking that all look at me.
Fearing perhaps of what they might think,
Always so sure they see ME.
Never quite knowing they think of themselves
IF ever they're noticing me.
Ever worrying they'll think I'm a "dud."
Or are rather admiring ME.
Never considering they're comparing themselves
Rather than wond'ring about me.
18JUN00
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Okay, okay, bear with me for a moment....please? I mean, don't tell me NObody else has thought such things?
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Comments1
I like this an the way it is presented ending each even numbered line with 'me' fits the story within the piece, very clever.
You made me laugh out loud! That was pure coincidence! I didn't even notice that is was that way....thanks for pointing it out! Aw, and many thanks for the friendly rating,...you made me smile.
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