He is mean,
he's a double wammy to me,
I see him everywhere,
because he likes me,
this isn't even a poem,
But WHO cares! ! ! !
There is anoter part of sloane that is sweet and caring,
But the only time I see it is not often and very rarely.
He is what he is...
SLOANE CAMBELL! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's nice to know that there are people who accept themselves for who they are. That a true rarity where I live. Thanks.