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They may speak with eloquence, intelligence and grace.
Or they brave the crowds, and wait for hours to sing,
Our American Idols don't have just one face.
It could be a new president, with a darker skin,
Or a man with two personalities trying to fit in.
Or an Angel who pitched with a near perfect form,
And died far to young, leaving so many fans to mourn.
American Idols, we all have one.
They may not sing, and politically they many not run.
But we have someone to look at, to escape from our days
Of the work day, of the school day, of the children we raise.
They make us think, "if they can do it-then maybe I can"
Or they give us hope, that it will be okay.
As we sit on our couches, eating chips, being fans
Maybe tomorrow, I will be the Idol American.
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