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My Paletero Man

My Paletero Man

By Mariposa Almazan

 

My paletero the one who sells paletas

Every afternoon

Is part of my community

Sometimes he pays for my paleta

When I don’t have enough

 

My paletero usually has lots of different colors on

He is also a snail

On the road he takes forever to walk

 

My paletero is always singing a

Song every time he comes by

He gets along with almost

All people of my block

 

My paletero has been around for a while

His bells are quite old and it sounds

Like they are screaming for help

My paletero

Is the best paletero

 

This poem makes me...
  • Think (18%)
  • Smile (45%)
  • Somber (0%)
  • Surprised (0%)
  • Feel a Connection (18%)
  • Inspired (18%)
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