What Little Thing Am I Poem by Madrason .

I wish i were a Nuba
a block cut straight from oak,
a fellow from Aruba
don't Papiament a joke,
maybe a Leni Dinka,
don't mess with such a bloke.

I wish i was like Dingaan
a Zulu big and strong,
-don't you get me wrong-
my name it isn't Libaan
not near to The Obamas.

White midget in pyjamas,
i am watching Bridget Jones,
i am hanging up the phones
when someone starts a drama
or gets a bit to close,
for sure i'll hurt my nose.

What little thing am I,
I'll never reach the sky,
a caveman am I from Plato,
a real Neanderthal or so,
Who's learning to be happy
is learning how to grow,
come on, hang on,.......I know! .