Rotten Lunch

Visual from Pexels — by Polina Tankilevitch

He is such a dunce.
Shot by verbal guns,
He quietly runs.
“Let me be, just once,”
He mumbled a bunch.

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A little boys lunch,
Ended with a munch.
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Frightened by a bite—
The start of a fight.