I Am…What I am…What I Am… What I Am…

I’m as ticklish as the “Tickle Me Elmo” in isle 3,
As childlike as the inner kid that takes over me,
I ’m as fragile as a dandelion blowing in the wind
As twisted as a carousel as it constantly spins
Yet, I am tougher than the toughest players on the field,
I am many things.
Nothing revealed; nothing concealed.

I ‘m as loud as a siren that echoes through the streets,
As hyper as the Energizer Bunny that drums a constant beat.
I’m as talkative as a story that will never cease to end.
I ’m the glue that seeks to find broken things to mend.

I am as happy as the sun whose rays spread beams of light.
As daring as a kite prepared to face the highest heights
I’m as carefree as a breeze that dances with the leaves.
As cheerful as a blue jay singing its joyous melodies
I’m as silly as a seal balancing a red ball on its snout.
It takes one to know one, to figure out what I’m all about.

 
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