Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493562" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>tell me what am I?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes I get tired too <br>Asking some philosophical questions about <br>My existence, purpose, and life becomes like one <br>Security guard asking me a lot <br>As I am about to enter a building </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What floor? <br>What for? <br>Whom would you want to see? <br>Your ID please <br>Leave it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I pretend I have a very important purpose in my life <br>A very important vision for a very important mission <br>And upon a certain arrival <br>On the topmost floor <br>I end up, so this is the floor, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">what for? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What am I doing here? <br>Like a scratch paper I crumple myself <br>This is not my paper, I have not written the right thing <br>This is waste for a wastebasket <br>I crumple this scratch of scribblings without <br>Any real meaning, <br>She calls it cranky <br>I call this a nursery rhyme of my life </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Questions which seem hard <br>But actually there are none of such <br>But playful stuff of </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Try these: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">1) There was a girl in our town, <br>Silk an’ satin was her gown, <br>Silk an’ satin, gold an’ velvet, <br>Guess her name, three times I’ve told it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>2) As soft as silk, as white as milk, <br>As bitter as gall, a thick green wall, <br>And a green coat covers me all. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>3) Make three fourths of a cross, <br>And a circle complete; <br>And let two semicircles <br>On a perpendicular meet; <br>Next add a triangle <br>That stands on two feet; <br>Next two semicircles, <br>And a circle complete. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">4) Flour of England, fruit of Spain, <br>Met together in a shower of rain; <br>Put in a bag tied round with a string, <br>If you’ll tell me this riddle, I’ll give you a ring. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">5) In marble walls as white as milk, <br>Lined with a skin as soft as silk, <br>Within a fountain crystal clear, <br>A golden apple doth appear. <br>No doors there are to this stronghold, <br>Yet thieves break in and steal the gold. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">6) Long legs, crooked thighs, <br>Little head and no eyes. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">7) Formed long ago, yet made to-day, <br>Employed while others sleep; <br>What few would like to give away, <br>Nor any wish to keep. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">8) Lives in winter, <br>Dies in summer, <br>And grows with its root upwards. <br>What am i? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">9) Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, <br>Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; <br>All the king’s horses and all the king’s men <br>Cannot put Humpty Dumpty together again. <br>What am I? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You will answer. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you laugh, these are for kindergarten kids<br>Not for me, but honestly I figure out <br>Kindergarten stuff <br>In truth, that is what my life is all about </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What am i? <br>What am i? <br>come play with me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pin pin de sirapin de cuchillo de almacen <br>How how the carabao the batuten </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amy Susie and the rosemarie <br>Amy Susie and the rosemary </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you remember all of these? <br>When you remember what do you feel? <br>Does not life itself <br>Smile and laugh a bit <br>Relieved from its hazards <br>Rested like a head on a hammock on my arms? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Actually, that is what I am all about <br>Seeing everything thorugh the eye of the child </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thru an eye of a needle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493562" data-title="Tell me what am I? de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="Sometimes I get tired too 
Asking some philosophical questions about 
My existence, purpose, and life becomes like one 
Security guard asking me a lot 
As I am about to enter a building 

What floor? 
What for? 
Whom would you want to see? 
Your I..."></div>
</div>
</div>