the taste of broccoli

by christiana - Aries

I'm not who you say
I never have been
but sometimes
i like to pretend
it seem to please you
and when you are happy
everyone is happy
i like to make you happy
it's not always easy
but I still try
I never been one to play
that sort of game
the game of who are you
when i look into the mirror
i always sort of knew
my hair is brown
my eyes are blue
i have light ivory color skin
but my foo foo is a shade lighter than brown
I suppose you didn't want to know that
but  I felt like I had to share
I use to think I loved the smell 
after the rain fell
now it stinks
like wet grass
its so strong it burns my nose
i once loved the taste of broccoli
who knew it was so salty
but anything to please you
anything to make you happy
cause that's what i do
i live to please you

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2005-08-16 21:31:52
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:52
Poem ID: 70876

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