Devious Mischief Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Devious Mischief



Isn't it sweet...
When beliefs kept,
Become validated.
And a berating done becomes obsolete,
For that someone singled out as strange...
A bit weird and much the freak!

And those tears one did weep,
While crying to sleep...
Seem to have dried completely.
Smiling widely to celebrate,
A reversal of misfortunes are collected...
To reap from paying those 'blue' dues.

And suddenly without warning perceived,
There comes a pleasing happiness.
One arriving to fix,
All the devious mischief left by folks intrigued...
To see their misdeeds falter, fail and leave successfully,
The one targeted to grieve.

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