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My Favorite Me
I know I can be humble
If anybody can
'Cause I can take critiquing
And even a good slam
So roast me like a famous Star
I guess that's what I am
For I'm the best-est poet
You'll find in this here land
I really must admire
My meter and my rhyme
I only read MY poems
That's when I have the time
Everyone around me
Is looking up to see
Me riding on a fluffy cloud
As brilliant as could be
I bet I don't get comments
On this MY Masterpiece
You'd think they'd stop
their jealousy, by now
To say the least
There's no need to applaud me
Or rush to shake My hand
'Cause strip away My Glory
I'm just a humble man
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