Challenge
Write a "What am I" riddle of something meaningful to you. Let us guess....
Someone on Prose. …
My name starts with 'M'
And I am number ten
What am I, you say?
Why listen up, and I'll spray.
I feel I come off as rude,
Even though I don't try to be,
And I'm told I'm not "lady-like",
But you are not me.
Get yourself fixed,
Before you tell me,
Because nobody is perfect,
No, not even he.
But I am a mystery,
At least for now.
And that's what I shall remain,
Until I am found.
Now listen up, mystery person,
Once you are found,
We want you to know something,
So don't say a sound.
We love you bunches,
And we support you,
So if you're ever in crunches,
We'll be there with you.
On us, you can depend.
At least a little bit,
But please, Mrs. Mystery,
Don't on us, spit.
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