I See That Long Face Of Yours

I see that long face of yours
And I start to think about how you've changed my life twice before
But now it's my turn to play savior
Don't want to cause major uproar
Some people think I'm an eyesore
Others believe I'm folklore
More know I'm neither an eyesore nor folklore
They know I'm a savior out to settle a score
That was done long before
All ignore the horrible downpour
While I fight off a terrible boar
Then everyone hears the resounding noise of hooves
I look to see centaurs galloping forward
Centaurs, centaurs, centaurs galore!

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
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