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I am intelligent.
My imagination is limitless.
Did you know that a hanger,
can become a treasure chest?
It comes to life
With a wave of my hand!
If I want, I can play it,
Like a flute in the band.
It's a friend when I'm scared,
and a weapon when I'm not.
I'd be lost without my hanger,
Because I like it a lot!
Please don't tease,
Just cuz I'm different than you.
If you'd like I could find,
A special 'hanger friend' for you.
to Marty, my beautiful, intelligent
boy, who's a little autistic
from Mom, who sometimes wishes
she were a hanger |
