Slacker Posted December 11, 2006 Share Posted December 11, 2006 There was once a young boy, He was very clumsy and awkward and never fit in not to mention the fact he was ugly as sin He grew a few years and drifted apart, but he found a best friend And he opened his heart The other kids noticed, he was no longer alone They opened thier mouths And threw stone after stone He couldn't protect her He hated it all on the playground the next day He took the fall. She cryed by herself, but the kids let her be, Those children that day, assembled this monstrosity. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ellie2006 Posted December 12, 2006 Share Posted December 12, 2006 Hey there, This is lovely ... Just my two cents worth but hate cannot conceive nor create; it only destroys ... Love creates ... as was the case with the speaker of this poem ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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