Mr. Madman Poem by D.M. Barber
Mr. Madman
when the bulls sent to freedom
the madman he will run
running for his life
he won't be having fun
he will duck and dive
throughout the street
proving his defeat
he will pray to god
and lend a hand
for he is nearly dead
but he'll come strong and make a stand
before he bows his head.
for good old mr. madman
isn't what he seems
he is what we feel
we can't fulfill our dreams.
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4/19/2024 8:23:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
smooth poetry, I like it