Best Scorner Poems
Fate of the Scorner
I hopped the afternoon bus to town
stopping at this, and every, corner.
In front, I heard a balding crown
spewing the words of a scorner.
He rides this same bus every day
as though he has some place to be.
He spews his hate along the way
to any who listen...
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Categories:
scorner, emotions, feelings, mental health,
Form:
Rhyme