BOB'S LIFE

NARITIVE POEM ,HOWARD,11/4/13

BOB WITH EYES LIKE AN EAGLE. BOB OF NEW YORK. BOB WHOSE STONG AS AN OX. IS AS WISE AS A FOX. RUNNING EVERY DAY. JUMPING OVER FENCES. CRYING OVER DEATH. CRAWLING IN THE STREETS. DRAWING TO GET RID OF SORROW.
BOB IS ROUGH. COUGHING IS SICK. LAUGHING IS GONE. BOB BEACUSE HE WANT'S TO
INSIDE HE FEELS EMPTY. INSIDE HE IS SAD. INSIDE HE IS GONE.BOB IS NEVER GLAD. DRIVING FAR AWAY. TRYING TO LEARN. MOPING THROGH THE STREETS. LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP. WEAPING HIMSELF TO SLEEP.

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