To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)

The Roadhouse Crew

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ASH

A genius with a mullet

Is not what he seems

Need help? He calls it

Then Dr. Badass is in!

Business on the front

And party in the back

He'll study your case

Get on the right track

But fates have turned

Him tangled in a mess

The roadhouse burned

Down, and along with

Ash turned into ashes.

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JO

I want to be like dad

But my mom refuses

Hunter's life to be had

I just can't be useless

And I'll show everyone

Who'd otherwise said

What I am made of is

Gunpowder and lead

I may not be the hero

But that didn't mean

That I was not brave

I still did all my best

And I've grown to save.

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ELLEN

Mother of roadhouse

The hunter's rest stop

A hard knock woman

But with a golden heart

I try my best to protect

Hunters, the boys, or Jo

I simply wanted the best

In what I have and know

But I had lost everything

My saloon, Jo, my family

But at least I died knowing

It was for the world's cause

So you be good now, boys.

~*~