What Will You Be?
They never stop asking me
"What will you be?–
A doctor, a dancer,
A diver at sea?"
They never stop bugging me:
"What will you be?"
As if they expect me to
Stop being me.
When I grow up I’m going to be a Sneeze
And sprinkle germs on all my enemies.
When I grow up I’m going to be a Toad
And dump on silly questions in the road.
When I grow up, I’m going to be a Child.
I’ll Play the whole darn day and drive them wild!
–Dennis Lee, Garbage Delight 1977
PS When I grow up I want to be 5!
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