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2002 Poetry He sat rubbishy on the mud
Hands extending towards you
His eyes faintly looking at you
Waiting for whatever you can do
But you just passed him by
So disgusted to see him sigh
Change the title Copycat!
This is an important message to all. I think that people forget that dirt on your face dosn't make you less human.