NaPoWriMo #4: A poem with a secret (And now his chance is slim)

NaPoWriMo #4: A poem with a secret

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Image from: Daily Mail

He was called,
But with anxious heart,
And cautious mind,
No confidence in his part,

Many eyes leering,
And judging his stance,
He tried not to be boring,
As he is desperate begging for chance,

They sound profoundly impressed,
And smiles to him,
But his brain made a mess,
And now his chance is slim.

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