the pain

With all the tears
They may here
With all the horrible words
They all heard

That everything went down hill
Far enough all the way to the mill
With the good and the bad
It still makes me mad and sad
I hope that he can pick it all up
And put it in a cup
To prove that I really do care
And eat a pear.




Poetry by lynn
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Written on 2006-05-22 at 17:51

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