Short Like Me
I don’t ever whimper, I don’t ever pout
while wishing to be just a little stretched out.
‘cus while you’re substantially taller than I,
I’m happier being the littlest guy.It might look depressing, or so it would seem,
to always be last to be picked for a team,
but when I’m in photos, I’m ALWAYS in front:
a benefit solely reserved for the runt.So why does it bother you beanstalks at all
that I just so happen to be kind of small?
It isn’t a nuisance. It isn’t a curse.
From my point of view, being taller seems worse.You have to be careful when walking through doors
to not bump that monstrous noggin of yours,
but since I’m a pocket-sized person instead,
I don’t ever think about bonking my head.You say, “Maybe someday your body will grow.”
Do you think that’s something I’m wishing for? NO!
The giants can’t fathom the fun it can be
when you’re as tremendously tiny as me!
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