GIMMICKS

Gimmicks.

 

Gimmicks

give me kicks

like

treats and tricks.

 

Gimmicks

give me name a face

and 

me butt a place.

 

Gimmicks

give me eyes looks

like

crooks with hooks.

 

Gimmicks

give me words a mouth

and  

me feet a stage.

 

Gimmicks

they're all the rage.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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