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The Ragged Old Man

October 22, 2014
By Mimi.devier BRONZE, Furlong, Pennsylvania
Mimi.devier BRONZE, Furlong, Pennsylvania
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It was a dark and stormy night
The wind was howling.
A young boy walks outside,
Told never to
judge a book by its cover,
approached by a man as old as the hills
with a beard of white ragged
and spotted with dirt
looking fit as a fiddle,
the young boy was soon scared out of his wits
as a knife was pulled out of the shadows.
Time heals all wounds
But this one can’t be saved,
You only live once


The author's comments:

I was inspired by cliches. So I threw in a few cliches in my poem


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