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Alter Ego



You could be tall or you could be slim. 
You could be her or you could be him?
You could be black or you could be blue.  
Who would you be if You weren't You?

You could be creepy or you could be clean.
A Mexican mobster or African Queen?
You could be nice or you could be mean.
Your hair would be red or would it be green?

Could you be sinister or would you be nice?
Whose shoes would you wear if you were walking on ice?
You could be Starsky and he could be Hutch?
You could be scary and he would be Dutch?

Mermaid, were wolf or haggy witch.
What would happen if the spectrum were to switch?
Ogre, wart hog or Peter Pan.
Hollywood starlette or rich old man?

"What happens now?" you might want to ask.
Where are the clear cut answers to this task?

Be the best you can be at all times!
Be sure to listen and watch for the signs!

Stay true to yourself,
Be calm and cool
Whoever you be
Don't be a fool!


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