In The Ward, Of All Places

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "If At All Possible"

Submitted: June 05, 2014

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In The Ward, Of All Places

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The strings inside' my head

They all bend

And as twangy as ever

My world mends

It's not a trouble

Where ever I am going

But with my girl locked up

I feel like a clown

__with an unbelievable frown

Stability seems far for her

And I'm just as impatient as ever

What else could be wrong with me?

My step work, as well

She's trapped with loony toons

And getting a bad influence

I just wanna see her get better

It feels as though the flying mice

Are thee only ones who know where the cheese is

I'd love for her to find the cheese before them

'Cause I know she's hungry in there

Wards are just not fair

I just want her out of there

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06-02-'14

D. L. Cannon


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