Elena Plotkin Poems

What Pain is this that never seems to go away,
but only grows stronger and more acute each day?

What Scars are these that never seem to fade,
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Rapunzel was deathly afraid of scissors so she let her hair grow,
when there was no space in her room she threw her hair out the window.
One day the prince, a talent agent, climbed up hoping to find some new talent.
Rapunzel married him because he said she could sing and she thought he was gallant.
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Don’t you go and be a stranger,
Remember to stay away from danger,
However when entering the fray,
Be not afraid to lead the way.
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How is it that there is no room at the penitentiary
For those committing such crimes of the century?
Surely the public can't continue to be left defenseless
Against those who continue to commit such offenses.
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She saw past the blemishes in me
that others scorned me for,
My outer skin she would not see,
She only saw what was in my heart's core.
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It's not just my house that is creaking.
My bones have also started speaking.
My aches and pains are a 'clamoring.
I yell "stop your incessant yammering."
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There's his way,
And her way,
There's your way,
and my way,
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To Err is Human,
to forgive is Divine.
To let them err again and again,
is simply asinine.
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Dial the phone:
No one's home
Write a letter:
Return to sender
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I shan't ever forget thee,
You have become an essential part of me,
And the times we spent together,
I shall remember them forever.
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