Your Poetry Dot Com - There Once was a Boy who thought he was Smart

There once was a boy who thought he was smart
Who filled up a book with all of his art
When the book was shunned away
He built a statue out of clay
When they smashed his statue to bits
The boy began to have some fits
When the doctors drugged him up
He was like a dog without a pup
When the dog began to whine
It was like a break in a line
When line began to fall
It was like a rolling ball
As the ball began to grow
It was like a mountain covered in snow
When the snow avalanched
It was like a snap in a branch
As the branch picked up speed
It was like an evil, little weed
As the weed began to spread
It was like a monster under their bed
When the monster began to roar
It was like a murderer at their door
When the door opened wide
It was like a bullet in their hide
As the people began to bleed
They all were dead. Dead indeed.

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