Madcap (zimdanen) wrote,
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Poem

A poem that my friend wrote while we were outside during English yesterday, in response to a poem in our lit book (please note that I have trouble reading his handwriting; I believe that this is accurate) :

Shackles for Mr. Smart's Daughter

Her hands were so small
Her hair so gold
Although she's twelve
He's fifty years old

Where's the brat
Have it your way
He kidnapped the girl
And then ran away

Hey, it could happen
We're open late
They found her in shock
Had she been raped?
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