Poem: The Sad Boy | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Chronogram Magazine
One time there was a kid
That alyas got the blame.
And he was never happy at scool.
Well, not never.
Most of the time.

On he went,
With his sad face.
No jokes.
Not even one tiny joke that made nobody laph.
Do you want to know why he was sad?
Because peaple made him get in troudle.

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