July 12, 2012
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Your honor, the jury has come to its decision
we've decided our answer with the up most precision
We decided she's guilty of causing these people's pain
by brutally shooting cold words through their veins
don't look at her now, or she'll put on a show
try to get her way out of this, despite the truth we know
“Oh you can't possibly blame me for this distress!”
“All of that work would wrinkle my dress!”
as she bats her eyelashes, her skirt swishes and sways
As always, our culprit maliciously got away.

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KylieK This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 16, 2012 at 12:58 pm
Oh my goodness! I LOVE it!   And for some reason, I invisioned this as a rap. Don't ask me why, because I don't know. I'm just weird that way. Lol.
Las Cruces said...
Aug. 19, 2012 at 9:48 am
Wow-what a powerful poem. I love it.
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