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Poetry
Green coat
By meadowcroft1964
26 July 2008
  1. 07/28/2008
     This one of my first experiences of school.
     I was approxmently seven years old and it went downhill from there.






For a while now 
I've dressed in style 
As I knew
Not much that was new
When I was a child
Clothes mother would beg 
Financially driven
So I was forced to wear
What she was given  
Second hand clothes
For a second hand rose 
Draped me head to toe   
Nessasary I suppose
As money was tight
She had constantly to fight 
To keep all clothed 
Fed a roof over head
Thoughts take a jolt
Lump appear in throat
Recalling to mind the time 
When this coat was mine
Coat of emerald green
Finests I'd seen
Lining so shiny
It seemed to gleam
Worn tight
Around my throat
As a cape I note 
It was very special that coat            
Remembering I again note
The glares and stares
My coat and me shared
When arriving at school
O the hula Ba loo
They wanted one too
Soon the bell went 
We all got sent
As you have to
We followed through
Two by two
Hanging up our coats
As required to 
I tryed not to
Perhaps I already knew
Want they intended to do
They couldn't bare it
That I had a coat so fine
They couldn't bare it
That coat was mine 
So they took that coat
Gave it a good soak
They pushed down the loo
Along with the poo
They left it there for me to find
In time for breaktime
Soaked in smelly urine


 

Reviews

Written by Veronica_Milvus (768 comments posted) 26th July 2008
oh, that hurt! Kids are bloodyt awful, aren't they, little savages. Especially hard to take when it meant so much to you. 
 
Well told!
Very Vivid!
Written by Katanga (1537 comments posted) 28th July 2008
'The glares and the stares 
My coat and me shared'. 
 
Brilliantly put! 
 
Reminds me strongly od a lovely Dolly Parton song, 'Coat of many colours'. 
 
I too form irrationally strong attachments to clothes, the more worn out the better - but urine-soaked? No thanks! 
 
Cheers! 
 
John X
Ouch
Written by punchy (535 comments posted) 28th July 2008
This hurts to read, but really well written and had those nasty kids not done that to your coat you would not have written such a good poem ;)

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