Mrs. N.

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There was a women stuck in blindness

She felt all was hers to possess

She fell into a mad fury, an angriness

But I went to her and killed with kindness

I said:

"I apologize for what I spoke"

"I'm sorry to outburst a croak"

"But from what I've seen"

"You act as if mean"

"But have you watched when suddenly you've spoke?"

"What you're doing isn't bright"

"And you know that it isn't right"

"So please step with caution"

"And control the poison"

"In your heart in which you should fight"

She then said in a kind voice

"I respect that, alright"

I oh so hope it sticks with Mrs. N

Not to hurt my friend

From around the bend

With the beautiful blue eyes

Or any other cloudy skies

For that matter.


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