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The Way I Look ( Tonight )

The Way I Look  ( Tonight )

They say that I'm a dead ringer for Eric Clapton,
stubble beard, glasses with a distant vacant expression;
in a world of his own, talking about the books he wrote,
we know he's good but perhaps he should take note.

To be more compassionate, try not to be too clever,
otherwise some will wonder why just as to whether,
he's capable of being less smartass and give some love,
instead of just clutching at straws from heaven above.

Hey, why should I be so self-deprecatory, not a clown,
I'm not too bad and I shouldn't dumb myself down;
someone said that I was an artistic, attractive man,
praise indeed but I'm not always my greatest fan.

I met Eric, he said: 'Would you like my money, mystery?'
I said: 'No, I have riches beside me and as I wish to be.' 

 

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Terry Reeves

Hi Marion,
Thanks so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Ahan yay ooh sensational! Yeah we don't have to be self deprecatory, self love is good for that's what enables us to love others too. Kudos!

Plz  pleez request u to read and comment my newest poem too.

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Terry Reeves

Hi S zaynab,
Thank you so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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