Mr. Hortense Poem by Leah Ross

Mr. Hortense



was not a smart fellow school was never his fortay listened not to the teacher did what he wanted had big dreams of being someone yet faded fast he dropped out of school now he's on the corner of 7 & flower in taters & old rags talking to himself sleeps in a card board box

Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
there are a lot of people like him today
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