abandonee

arqios

 

“abandoned”


There once was a lonely abandonee,
Who sat on grass under a willow tree,
Left all alone, feeling so forlorn,
With a broken heart and a sleeve all torn.

To pass the time while the hours flew,
He took to the arts and music, too—
He hired a troupe of a small degree,
And strapped securely a band on knee.

The drummer was drumming a steady beat,
Right on his shin, near his tired feet.
The trumpet blew notes near his knee-cap’s bend,
As the sax played jazz to the very end.

"I may be abandoned," he said with a grin,
"Left out in the cold by my kith and kin,
But no one can say that I lack for glee—
I'm an abandonee with a band on knee!"

 

 

 



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  • Author: crypticbard (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 12th, 2026 06:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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