Little Red shot 'em deadA Poem by SammiI saw her
skipping I followed
her closely She sang a
song I crept up
behind, ‘What are
you doing out here She skipped on
her way, Before I
could get She swung
her arms On the floor Little Red
stepped in, Grandmamma
hit me When I came
to ‘Oh he’s
awake!’ I saw
something glisten With one
loud bang © 2013 Sammi |
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Added on March 15, 2013 Last Updated on March 15, 2013 AuthorSammiDoncaster, Yorkshire, United KingdomAboutI'm 16 years old and I live in England. I have been writing poetry/songs/short stories for as long as I can remember but I have never really had anywhere to keep them all and get feedback... So here I.. more..Writing
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