Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Metaphor Poem Final

I am like a silverman street performer
Quiet, but yet trying to make people laugh
Unfazed by anything that comes my way
And seriously composed

Always energetic at night
And out when the stars shine bright

Being friendly and dependent is the way I live
Relying on people to give,
But my talent makes people laugh
It is my art and craft

Mellow in the day, 
But charasmatic at night
I am like a silverman 
So here I stand

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