My head is bald,
but I don't care.
I'm not so tall,
but I don't care.
I'm overworked
and underpaid.
It's been ten years
since I got
sick, and my boss says
'That don't count a lick! '
I'm disapproved,
misunderstood,
have all that's bad
and nothing good.
I am so ugly
that I find
that parents shove
their kids behind
their backs to keep
me from shocking
them to sleep.
And then those parents
stand and stare
but I don't care.
Haha carefree very nice poem very good attitude there are not so important things that we should disregard and appreciate beauty instead.
Enjoyed your poem very much. Thanks for the chuckle. This poem is very cleverly composed and has a wonderful flow to it.
Faith, thank you very much for commenting on this old poem of mine. I will come and read some of yours.
I wish we could have a better word where all will be equal no matter what and have justice as the king.
Congratulations, dear poet. This poem is ranked @#90 in the list of Best Poems of Members
And yesterday it was still on the list at #87, but today the list has changed drastically, and it is gone!
And then yesterday it moved up to #85, but today has dropped to #96. Thanks for noticing, Unni ji.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Liked this carefully caring less write along with an ugly picture on it's height.