Oh woe unto the blind man who'll never see, woe unto the deaf man who may never listen to songs of glee. Woe unto the poor men for they're fastened in their place, woe unto the disabled men for they're never given equal face. Woe unto this world for being cold and dark, woe unto the blackest night for being frozen and stark. ~~~
I was bored.
Pretty good for just being bored :P Whenever I try to make a poem that rhymes it always sounds too contrived, but yours flows really well.
Probably helps that I have a sing-songy voice.
Always say your rhymes out first before putting them to paper.. or screen xD
Oh, and cheers ^__^
wow, that's some good writing
Too kind ;D
This deserves a comment of praise. Good job, 'pal - nice writing.