Note: This poem has been edited for language.
The *itch
Once upon a time
We were so alike
You & I
Together we played
And laughed in summer's cool shade
I moved away
But alike we stayed
And then you changed
Alike no more
To you I am a bore
But truth be told
You're just a *itch
Not a witch
You heard me clear
And if need be
I'll tell it in your ear
Once we swore
Never to be apart
Alike in mind
But now oh so black is your heart
© 1999 Charity Gamble
