“The Journey of a Fat Lady”
There's an old fat lady
Living under the bridge
She have nothing
Except for her black fat cat.
She travels everyday
From bridge to bridge
Until one day, she got
Hit by a taxi.
Her cat never leaves her side
It's rubbing its head to her
Master's cheeks, and
A single tear shed from its eye.
It rains, a heavy rain
The fat lady never died
She stand on her feet
And continues their journey.
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The Wordsmith's Poetry
PoetryMagwattpad, magbasa, mainspired. The Wordsmith's Poetry is a compilation of poems written by king_sloan. It may tackle about love, life, death, friendship or anything. Enjoy Reading! written by king_sloan
