MAN OF STONE

 Man in the middle of nowhere

His heart made of stone

Thrown out by his mother

Out there all alone.

Never tried to get a job

Just drank in the pub

Hung around town

Too cool to join a club.

He isn’t very nice

No personality at all

But misses his mother terribly

But never dares to write or call.

But there is something about him

Not just bone

I think he can love

Maybe his heart isn’t made of stone.

 By K

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