i+am+poem+2

I am funny and nice I wonder what I'll be when I grow up I hear a chuckching from a cash register I see people strumming guitars strings I want a dog I am funny and nice

I pretend I can play the guitar I feel wind blowing through my hair I touch my dog clovers fur I worry that I will become poor I cry when my dog gets stick I am funny and nice

I understand that people will have to go some time I say yippeykia dream that I'm on a game show I hope i will get lots money I am funny and nice