Laura Kiernan - 1.0

When I checked on my poems
A surprise was there
And it concerned me so
That I gripped my hair

Someone had gone through
And rated all low
I guess they don't like them
But still, even so

I wonder why they hated them?
I wonder what gives?
I wish I could find out
Where that person lives

I'd knock on their door
And ask to come in
And ask for some help
For some new way to spin

All the poems they rated
A two or a one
I'd ask what was wrong
And what can be done

Laura Kiernan

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