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by I am no narcisist,
I just love myself.
They say I should desist,
and I say shut up you elf.
Can I compare me to a summer's day?
My degrees be exponentially higher.
Summer months not including May,
for May should be spring the liar.
When convos become dull,
Who but me returns life?
And when things aren't drull,
Who but me can end strife?
Can I compare me to a rose?
My pedals be so much brighter.
In all honesty everyone else blows.
But at least I am sightlier.
Am I a long majestic road?
Am I the eagle soaring high?
Am I a fantastic abode?
Am I the peanut butter and jelly fish swimming nigh?
Of course, I am all that is great.
My flaws be few,
And there are few I hate.
No reader, not even you (unless I do hate you)
However, despite it all,
There is one I love,
even in fall,
and even me, is she above.
Can I compare me, to purified water?
The plastic taste none can compare.
And a cherry coke quenches rotter.
Still, I have better hair.
I decided it was time to add another self promoting poem. It's been about a year since I wrote one.
I just love myself.
They say I should desist,
and I say shut up you elf.
Can I compare me to a summer's day?
My degrees be exponentially higher.
Summer months not including May,
for May should be spring the liar.
When convos become dull,
Who but me returns life?
And when things aren't drull,
Who but me can end strife?
Can I compare me to a rose?
My pedals be so much brighter.
In all honesty everyone else blows.
But at least I am sightlier.
Am I a long majestic road?
Am I the eagle soaring high?
Am I a fantastic abode?
Am I the peanut butter and jelly fish swimming nigh?
Of course, I am all that is great.
My flaws be few,
And there are few I hate.
No reader, not even you (unless I do hate you)
However, despite it all,
There is one I love,
even in fall,
and even me, is she above.
Can I compare me, to purified water?
The plastic taste none can compare.
And a cherry coke quenches rotter.
Still, I have better hair.
I decided it was time to add another self promoting poem. It's been about a year since I wrote one.
