The ugly duckling was not really ugly. He was just different.`The other ducks teased him. The perked at him. They even bit him. Until the ugly duckling was treated as an ou cast everywhere he went.In the spring he saw a group of swans on a lake. And wanted very much join the in the lake. As he swam out toward the swans. He noticed his reflect on the water. he was a swans. The other swans welcome him warmly and found him to be beatiful. This poem is about me and how I fel about myself writen 11/24/08 Posted 11/30/09 The reason I wrote this poem. And I said I am the ugly duckling. Because people stare at me. They laugh at me. They don't want to come near
Susie Sunshine
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