Poem 10

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This is going to be a poem about me and what I look like and what I like.

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My name's MaKenzie,

Yes, it's supposed to be a capital K.

My dad never wanted me to be called Mac.

I guess it was always that way.

My age is very young,

Some of you might be mad.

As of currently I'm eleven,

Honestly I don't see how that's bad.

Age is just a number,

But I'm getting off track.

People usually call me Kenzie,

The name stays intact.

I love reading fantasy books,

And mystery novels, too.

My favorite book is Fablehaven,

What about you?

My favorite color is orange,

Not purple or pink.

Even though I'm just a girl

I need some time to think!

My hair color is brown,

While the length is shoulder high.

My eyes are another story,

They make me kind of shy.

Each eye is a faded blue,

But the left has a spot of brown.

I sometimes get bullied at school,

But I don't let that bring me down.

I have fairly tan skin,

Because my dad is Mexican.

I'm skinny as a stick,

But I'm not anorexic.

That's the basic info,

Of little ol' KenzieRose.

Now that you know me better,

This case is closed.

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