Evelynne Wren

Rookie - 0 Points (March 5 / Washington state)

Drummer Boy - Poem by Evelynne Wren

Sad little drummer boy
thinking to himself
'Why did have mommy die
Why does dady seem so sly'
Drummer boy in forth grade
Too young to know suicide
Too old to not know about death
His innosence be so bliss
Ask daddy
'How did momy die'
'A car so'n go bed! ' wailed daddy with the pudgent smell of achoul seeping through rotting teeth
Years went by, the drummer boy remained ignorant of his mommy
One day father couldn't take living there in the house still feeling her preence everytime he picked up the knife
As they packed the drummer boy moved the rug and reliled a blood still stained in the carpet.
The father looks over and sighs


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 19, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010


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