My good friend. My Ticket In. Dean Pritchard

by Alex D   Dec 13, 2007


*sonnet with my own rhyme scheme*

Good news has arrived, Acceptance to Yale
Plot unfolded, Success, Bought my way in.
Time to visit my friend cause Yales for Sale.
I got in!, I begin with a sly grin.
What do I owe you for your helpful sin?
Son, My helps rare. Eyes lustful, Morale high.
My heart beats for gold, my eyes gleam for green.
We will discuss price, it's severely steep.--
--Apologies, youre out! The lists been revised
Tears Arise, Sealing my families fate.
Cast aside, Hope crushed, Lost in my demise.
Dropped from Yale, No other schools take my weight.
Misfortune abounds, Keep my head down, lost
Through inability to pay the cost.

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