Pelican Bay

They came and arrested me.
Crime of passion they say.
Now, I'm doin' life at Pelican Bay,
never gonna see another free day.
She cheated and lied
then she died, while sayin'
she never loved me. 
I'll live with the pain of the crime,
every minute of my time,
at Pelican Bay.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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October 14, 2019 at 10:08 PM
I sure hope you are not writing this poem from prison, Peter! But either way, it's a charming poem with great rhythm.
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