Little Petey always dreamed of playin with the trumpet
But then he was enticed by a dirty little strumpet
As time went on he kept getting older by the second
Then she hurt him so now it was the pill he beckoned for
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Corey, you've kept it so tragically real - a horrific subject written with such poetic feeling. Great job!
This poem is so good.....it made me feel so sad inside. I feel so bad for Petey....excellent job Corey =] 10/10 -Tyease
I really like this poem and I think you are a Great Writer. Keep up the Great work!
great poem...you are such a great writer and i hope you never give up on it... i really enjoyed reading this