Earl is Exceptional.
Through thick and
thin,
He’s gotta win.
Earl cannot see
others passing him by.
Poor Earl. For it
seems, though his belly be filled,
Still, he’s oblivious
loved ones have chilled.
He packs his purse,
For better or
worse,
Yet Earl has no
clue his life labor’s unskilled.
c2014 by Linda Ann Nickerson
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Haha, poor Earl. That's a great poem!
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