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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines] The man accused the poor boy of stealing,
He repeatedly said that he didn’t steal a thing,
The man shouted like an angry lion and started beating,
The boy’s teardrops couldn’t soak the man’s feeling.
The man was kicking the boy like a football,
The spectators were like stones; they didn’t listen to the call,
Of the poor boy who was as innocent as a flower,
Alas! He breathed his last after an hour!
His departed soul won’t have to stay here on earth,
Where most of the humans’ hearts are awash with dirt.
it IS really sad!! is this
it IS really sad!! is this based on a true story? it sounds so lifelike...
Sad Tale
Watchers not intervening. Sad ~a~
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Yes
Yes my friend, sad it is. :(