April 7, 2013
I sit by unknown, Nervous and alone,
This poem is anonymous, No worries just hope,
For all you know, I am the sun,
A big huge jock, a clumsy dope,
But as long as this poem means something to you,
My heart will stay red, and my rhymes won’t be blue.

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