I had to write a poem for school I wrote one but it was not cool I could not get my lines to rhyme I tried free verse but it was worse Searching—I found a poetry site In the midst of the starry night I "borrowed" from an author who Writes poems plus other prose too How easy I had searched the site Finding a verse 'bout hate and spite Copied it with a huge wide smile Frown absent though my act was vile Once finished I fell fast asleep In spite of having been a creep Dreams sailed me high up like a kite As if my deed had been all right In class I waited for my turn To read this brilliant poem I burned Once done I heard the teacher say "I wrote those stanzas yesterday." I was so shocked—wholly surprised At teacher knowing I'd plagiarized Yet, I knew not how to be true You see—my name is Liar Lou While cheating led to gauche demise My shameful hands covered my eyes April 29, 2011 – Revised © R. Renée Bembry MSAP
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