Thank God they Broke His Mold

He can't even see all the ink on his body
Yet somehow he tries to send a message
He is certainly not a fine work of art
And he can't really deal with life's pressures
He stumbles about, in himself is self doubt
But his heart is plated in gold
He's got a big mouth, he'll figure things out
Thank God they broke his mold
Popop
2023
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Jerzie
No one likes your poem
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