Ryan Perera

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My dad owns a lonely glove
Of black leather
It looks rough but it's soft
Like velvet feathers
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I call this poem me
I sometimes wonder 'Why me'?
Why am I fat but not 'He'?
Yes, yes, you know who
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Facebook, Facebook
Why were you made?
Why did you have to rain on my parade?
When nobody paid to be on your face
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Nania

I don't get Nania and the Lion
The producers expect us to keep on buying
They bait us with the movies and books
How do they keep us on the hook?

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