Just Like MeA Poem by Truman S. BoothI wrote this poem for an assignment in a Freshman English class. I was very shy and didn't think much of myself, so the tone of the poem is more satirical than arrogant.JUST LIKE ME How
simply fantastic the whole world would be If
everyone in it would think just like me. There
would be no fighting, for all would agree; No
misunderstandings or losers there’d be. Oh! What if appearance were just like me, too. All
perfectly straight teeth and eyes, greenish-blue. No
one would make fun of him, her, or you For
being so skinny your ribcage shows through. What
if we all liked the same things, as well? We’d
all write our poems (they’d all be quite swell). And
what about sports? No more here would
they dwell. We’d
all buy computers from Apple or Dell. Oh,
dear. Now my mind has a horrible
thought… If
all we were just like me, I’d like it a lot, But
after a while we’d be in a spot. We
couldn’t reproduce. I guess I forgot. Then
everyone’d die, ‘til I’d be the last one And
I will admit it"that wouldn’t be fun. I’d
just stand around, writing poems ‘til I’m
done. Then
instead of all me’s, there’d be totally none. It’s
too bad we’re different, some dumb and some smart. A
world full of me’s wouldn’t have to take part Of
woeful, slow classes that pain my poor heart. But
‘twill never happen; nay, ne’er will it start. © 2010 Truman S. BoothAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 13, 2010 Last Updated on November 13, 2010 AuthorTruman S. Booththe Bubble, UTAboutI am a young writer, but I believe that talent knows no age--although they tend to increase together. There are a few things I love, and a few things I hate. I love language, piano, animated movie.. more..Writing
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