LITerature

The most despicable persons alive

Are those who try

And write wrongs into kids minds

Who pollute books and pages with

With infinite isms

Which deliver no story

Or concur smiles with no innocent rhyme

Instead they spead like weeds in the summertime

And are deserving of Nonesuch

Impressionable eyes

Leave literature alone

Light fires instead

Your opinions are not equally alive

Be gone