A Saint at Death
KeyAnna was an absolute exquisite wonderful joy,
Said more than one person, many one after another.
She was simply adored by every girl and boy.
Except her more knowing sister and brother.
They both marveled at how many she had fooled.
Siblings listening to tribute comments about their sis.
Decided the survivors did not need to be schooled.
Her funeral was not the place to out this horrible Miss.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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