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Metacriticism : my pants fell down the poet i picked is me
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From: MSN NicknameArcangel459  (Original Message)Sent: 2/3/2003 3:41 PM
Little  ones with guns
 
Did you forget your gun cabnet door wasnt locked?
why was your neighborhood rocked?
there  where gunshots to blocks down
everyone ran to the sound
we didnt know who made the big bang
it must have been another street gang
but to our surprise and dismay
it was 2 12 year old boys bodies in dissaray
when the tv reporters came
police found the blame
the owner left his key at home to the gun cabnet alone
then when he realized he  was chilled to the bone
he said sorry to everyone
and then he hated every gun
the policeman took him away
he knew his son wouldnt live another day
 
Neil Isenhart
March 25, 2002



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From: sueSent: 2/4/2003 1:05 AM
and what exactly is it that you would like to discuss about this poem, neil?
 
susan