Pick Me!


     They pick,
     I wait,
     Now it's too late!
     Always the last one picked,
     Doesn't matter,
     I wait!
     Last in line,
     Last too lunch,
     Last to get tall.
     Being last,
     Is not a blast!
     No one talks to me.
     Last too class,
     Last to mass.
     Last to dress.
     I wait!
     Once more into the day.
     Perhaps this time,
     I won't be last.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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