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"What Am I Series: Obvious"
by
Jessica Sayer
Like a bitter
Cold part
Ever better
In a heart
As a dark
Cloud over-head
Like rain in the park
Or a walk with the Dead
With an arched back
And just like a rat
But Black
And doesn't wear a hat
Always up at night
And never with a cold
Ever sleeping when light
Ever being sold
Like a child playing
Jumping a round
Always paying
And landing on the ground