Short-listed?
You’re not the only one, darlin’.
I know how it feels.
I wanted to become an stewardess,
But my friends said,
“You’re short, sis!”
I wanted to be drink Gloxi,
But my mom said,
“That has no effect, dear!”
I wanted to play basketball,
But my bro said,
“Your disqualified already, baby!”
I wanted to become a model,
But my sis said,
“You can’t walk the runway, babe!”
I decided to become a laborer at least,
But the owner said,
“Better luck next time, kid!”
So I settled in headressing, where I’m good at;
But my imployer said,
“You’re fired!”
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Mga Tula (Poems)
PoetryMga Tula is a bunch of poems compiled and made by my vague mind. Some of these compilation of poems were taken from the stories I made. There are also poems made by my cousins and also, poems made by myself. So please, beware of dog. Ay este. Words...
