Poo: A Sonnet

The record shows he is to blame
His calendar is now a loop
Big mistakes put him to shame
He feel like a big load of poop
His friends told him that he should stop
He wanted to keep turning up
But every other week he’d drop
Not acting like a real grownup
Now he need wads of support
From those who thought that he knew better
Needs to rebuild his rapport
So he can be less of a debtor
Think before you say or do
What gets you up now may later make you blue.

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