I have feelings,
sometimes not so appealing.
Life presses me,
love moves me.
Food calls my name,
making me a larger man in the game,
nourishing me just the same.

Sometimes I cry,
get nosey and spy.
I do a great deal of laughing,
don't even be halfing.
All I want to do is have fun,
but hard work doesn't make me run.

I love life,
but sometimes life doesn't act like it loves me.
So I force myself upon it,
do the best I can with it.

I get out and live life,
even when it pours on the strife.
I don't take life to serious,
maybe this is why it gets so furious.

But I'm just like you,
we're all human through and through.
Regardless of technique,
we're all still unique.
Each and everyone in our own way,
with whatever we do or say.

Just like you!

G