POEM: Hail

Pure Writing
You are going to hail.

I can tell.

As soon as you fell.

Into your rude.

But, true.

Self, you think your cute.

Just like a melody from a gold flute.

You are mapping your own future.

And, that is for sure.

I wish people understand.

Their behavior.

That needs a savior.

But, they are going to hail.

Instead of jail.

FIN

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  • Lisa Renee.1/19/2008

    Nice job!!

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