False Honour Poem by Perfection Is Flawed

False Honour



Father
told me to win
So
I had to
(naturally)
For
Honour
There were
13
contestants
including me
(I was the 13th)
but I still managed
to win
(naturally)
As I stepped up
to receive
my prize
The judges never said a word
about
my
bloody hands
(andtheysaythat13isanunluckynumber)

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