How Was I Made and Who Made Me
I don't know how it came to be,
How i was made or who made me,
I wouldn't tell, i couldn't say
We must find out another day!
It's most unclear to say the least,
(Although i am one handsome beast)!
But was it magic? Was it chance?
That i have legs so i can dance.
Was it fate or was it luck?
That i have a tongue so i can cluck.
Was it accidentally found,
That i have arms to wave around?
I can lick my lips and blink three times,
I have a brain to make up rhymes
And nonsence though they seem to be
How was i made and who made me?
Copyright © Connie M-H | Year Posted 2014
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