No Skills Poem by Ayman Osman mnsr
No Skills
Unknown with no skills
he got him self killed
when his bill
given by old man Phill
He went up hill for the high ranks
but still he could`nt fulfill
they tell him those of power
you got yourself lost in the shower
nor his bills that he payed
or the hills climb up and stayed
he knew he had no such skills
and took and a break with chill in his great grave
rhyming endings of the sentences and trying to convey a good idea......... living with out skills is not good. thank you. tony
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5/4/2024 6:10:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wow I understood everything, it all relates.