A poem for WOLVERINE
I work hard for you every day
But is it ever enough?
Oh with my dedication I'll fight for you,
But I find it very tough.
I don't know why I do it , I do it every day,
Ill punch and kick and wrestle'
Just so every things alright.
I think its your blank expression,
That puts me off a bit,
And in my great depression,
It weakens every hit.
Its one of those days
When I give up and I've cried.
You turn around and say,
Don't worry you've tried.
And that's all I need.
You know
LOVE YA!