The Boy Who Called Me Beautiful Poem by abi Whitaker
The Boy Who Called Me Beautiful
I blow out the candles on my cake
My fathers smile is so fake
My pompoms blocked my view
Of your pretty face
I hide mine
Because its a disgrace
But your the boy
Who called me pretty
The boy who called me beautiful
The one who said i was great
The only one
Who thinks i'm funny
and honey
i'd say the same about you
Believe me it's hard not too
But in my situation
I cant
You understand.
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4/19/2024 7:27:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem, good work