Frank N. Sheer

Wed, 06/24/2015 - 09:36 -- Alexie

I named my brain Frank Sheer. 

Hello. I am Frank.

I live in your head. I make you do this, and make you do that;

We both like sandwich spread! I know who you miss; and I also concentrate when you crap!

I'm the voice that you hear. So when that glimpse of joy is near, Frank is terrified with fear; for love is stronger than Frank N. Sheer!

This poem is about: 
Me

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