Zit Poem by Alexander Brown

Don't pick me, squeeze me from here I see it all.
I like your face it's such a nice place for me to stay.
Don't cover me or poke me in fact, do nothing at all!
Your filthy face helps me flourish!
And for that I thank it!
I can see the world now! Like I always wanted.
My baby acne covers everywhere.
We cause no harm so just let us be!
We harm no one and nothing, but yet you complain.
So pick me, prod me, pop me…
…I will be back.