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Acrostic of Milwaukee

April 8, 2007 · Leave a Comment

I made an acrostic on my city of residence, Milwaukee Wisconsin

Midwest town, all turned around

Inside the walls, suffering and strife

Lake Michigan breeze, waving pine trees,

Wonderful to see for tourists, those three.

Against all odds, we culturally grow

Under the sheets, the cover is blown.

Killings, beatings, a rape, nothing new.

Everywhere you go, despair is frightful

Everyone you know, never will be right though.

Categories: Milwaukee · Poetry

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