T-Shirt Poem by Victoria Horn
T-Shirt
This old shirt of mine
Is plain as a wall
Wasn't signed by a celebrity
Wasn't a half price design at the mall
All this shirt is
What can explain me
Boring to the untrained eye
The stories it holds are funny and free
It's been washed
It's been worn
It's been stained
It's been torn
I still wear it
Every now and then
Just to bring back
My ways of way back when.
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