He would always act as if he held the crown
When you saw him he always had a smile
You would swear he was a happy child
James was blessed with better than the rest
People said he was God blessed
But even though he had the finest
James always seemed to be the whiniest
One day James found a friend
That treated him better when it was in a syringe
He choose it over the rest
It even made him put his mother's love to the test
James loved it so much, he kept it in his arm
That one day his best friend killed him by its charm.
Inspired By:Richard Cory
2 comments:
this was a poem that told a great inrony story. to dont judge a book by its cover.
I love this poem it is so relatable, it has a nice since of irony in it as well as personification, i can't choose what part of the poem i liked most it was just all around good
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