Who are you, I do not recognise,
playing with little kids only I like.
Though people like me, of all age
but kids love and know my language.
Only they talk to me and understand,
share their emotions as best friend.
Every one likes my dressing sense,
filled in my beauty lot of sentiments.
I kept contemporary style of the era,
been your cultural progress mirror.
Very few of us are lucky to see birthday
gone little old most are disregarded.
you make discrimination also here,
bother my tag when you care.
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