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Sally's heart filled with rage and sorrow,
For poems and Lerpson, she had no room to borrow. Lerpson, a young black lad, diagnosed so early, His life of pain, she could never understand clearly. Cystic Fibrosis his body did claim, His struggles everyday, she could never tame. Poems of sorrow and joy, She forced their impact to destroy. No care or love did she ever give, To Lerpson or the poems she'd never forgive. This hatred she had created, To Lerpson and the poems, it was never sated. |
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