A Poem for Kids

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I don’t know me; it’s plain as day

the childish dreams have gone away.

I thought, you see, I’d never lie;

and then I did, because of Kai.

I felt as if I’d always share,

till Joey B. asked for my pear.

I knew, of course, I was the best,

till teacher said I flunked the test.

I even swore I’d love them all,

but Stacy made me feel so small.

It’s true, you know, I’d never hurt

a soul; but then there’s Heidi Gert.

I don’t know me; I’ll chance to say,

it’s quite all right, it’s best that way.