Sensitive Community: My True Colors
I once knew a poet named Carlene.
Whom you would assume was quite serene.
But screw-up, you'd better not!
Or you'll be in for a shock!
For her '***** slaps' can be unforeseen.
Written Feb. 24, 2016 for contest
Sponsored by: SKAT A
An original, poem on the theme of .....Sensitive Community ........
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