Willow Tree Poem by (Amber) (Magee)
Willow Tree
underneth it stood a little girl
not very fond but she had a pearl
it was magical
and very fragile
underneath the willow tree
there stood a butterfly
that started to cry
it was colorful
and very sad
we dont know why just the thought of it made me mad
underneath the willow tree
there the bird stood on a branch
looks like it is about to launch
it was very sick
every where in her body was a flick
it was very frighting
then struck lighting
and that was the last day
underneath the willow tree
It has produced the most exciting tackling of my perception so far, today, Great job!
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5/3/2024 8:14:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
hello amber marie magee. how are you? i just wanted to say that this poem has really put a spark in me. it has opened my eyes in may ways. one way was that it made me realize how much i hate poetry and how much it irks me when UNCULTURED SWINE such as yourself doesn't know how to properly rhyme. i mean come on now sweaty, branch' and launch like were you even trying. well that's all i have to say. keep on writing. wait, actually don't because you're kinda bunz. yours truly, a hater