Why can't we all

Why can’t we all
Smell like a rose
A nose knows a rose
Is sweeter than those
Old moldies that grows

Why can’t we all
Be thin not fat
With tummies so flat
Our names would be Mat
Or something like that

Why can’t we all
Have the same race
The color would grace
The place called our face
Will we then embrace?

Why can’t we all
Be rich not poor
The rich have much more
And more we adore
Without I abhor

Why can’t you be
The same as me
Then I would be you
And me would be me
And all that I do
You’d do just like me
How boring to see
A world just like me.

Copyright 2010 Warren Baker
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