I wish...

I think and everybody thinks - 
We have a lot of spare things:
Teeth, ears, shoulders, toes...
I wish I had a pair of wings,
And not this freckled nose.

I wish, I really could fly,
And touch the roofs, and reach the sky,
And hover like a plane,
And catch the clouds passing by,
What for - I can't explain!


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