| I wonder why everyone Is always making fun of me. There just isn't anything all That different that I can see. Perhaps it is my silly ears Or maybe it is my big nose It just has got to be something But, (sigh), I really do not know. Oh well, I guess I won't worry It doesn't matter to me anyway I will not let them bother me I will just forget what they say. I'm OK. I don't need a change I am who I am, I'm Eeyore Nothing bad or wrong about me I am who I am, nothing more. Poem By Elrhea Bigham |