The Fixer Poem by Paul Warren
The Fixer
He had a swagger that would say
I am big time don't get in my way
And he liked to think he could
Munch anyone up and spit them out
But he forgot that when backed in a corner
Some people will come out fighting
And what he planned would back fire
When he would be left in a muddy mire
The moral to this story was for him was
You can't control everything in the story.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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