The Wrong Man - Poem by David Dewar
flick goes the board of lawyers
as the gallows gain extra weight.
another victim of unfriendly misunderstandings
of the unpleasant nature.
runs flailingly down a fleshy mound of cheek
white flashes of teeth show bared with malice
while people commit several felonies of ill-mannered sorts.
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