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You stole my man away from me
I've wracked my brain, how can that be?
He took a vow long time ago
To stand by me and not let go,
You surely used an evil spell
For that I hope you go to hell.
Retort
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This picture that you choose to paint
Of me the sinner you the saint,
Relieves you not your share of blame
For prepping him to be fair game;
You served him on a silver platter
Convinced him that he didn't matter.
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Writing Prompt |
Write a six line poem accusing someone.
Then write a six line poem, responding. |
Author Notes
Thanks to Curly Girly for the art work.
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