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I want to be the Man of Steel But I cannot breathe On that tight sheath I'm too short to spread That shiny cape of red. I want to roam the galaxies But my fear of height Defeats my will for flight And my skinny thighs Tremble in the skies. I want to have Herculean strength But my tiny hands Don't stand a chance Over chunks of meteors Or Velociraptors. I want to gain superior speed But my porous skin Crumbles in the wind And my crooked feet Hate the city streets. I want a pair of laser eyes But my reading glasses Could reflect the flashes And deprive my sight Of the Earthly light. I want the power of the sun But my curly hair Could catch a flare And they'll all conspire To set myself on fire. I want a shield of purest lead But my brittle bones Petrify to stones Before the aegis glides Against all Kryptonites. I hate to want the Man of Steel His pair of laser eyes Or his flight to the skies His speed and vigor Or eternal power. I wish to be just Clark Kent Who only has a pen That he can lend to men But was the one to gain The love of Lois Lane.
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Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 6:21 AM UTC
Man of Steel
I want to be the Man of Steel But I cannot breathe On that tight sheath I'm too short to spread That shiny cape of red. I want to roam the galaxies But my fear of height Defeats my will for flight And my skinny thighs Tremble in the skies. I want to have Herculean strength But my tiny hands Don't stand a chance Over chunks of meteors Or Velociraptors. I want to gain superior speed But my porous skin Crumbles in the wind And my crooked feet Hate the city streets. I want a pair of laser eyes But my reading glasses Could reflect the flashes And deprive my sight Of the Earthly light. I want the power of the sun But my curly hair Could catch a flare And they'll all conspire To set myself on fire. I want a shield of purest lead But my brittle bones Petrify to stones Before the aegis glides Against all Kryptonites. I hate to want the Man of Steel His pair of laser eyes Or his flight to the skies His speed and vigor Or eternal power. I wish to be just Clark Kent Who only has a pen That he can lend to men But was the one to gain The love of Lois Lane.
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larry-potter
29/M/Russian
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 6:21 AM UTC
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