Eulogy Of a
Cheerleader
Everyone mourns
Except the outcasts
That wished it upon each
Every time she spit
At an outcasts face
Was forgiven
We all make mistakes
And when your a cheer leader
It's all okay
When she breathed this air
She did good to none
Only hurt and pain
Lit up her face
As the outcast cowered
In the dark corner of rain
With each shake
Of her pretty Little head
And every bullet
Every tear caused to shed
With her sharp stares
Every " Like"
And " Oh my God"
Was overlooked
By the intellectual
Because she was popular
And It's all okay
Her sinister stares
That cut the throat of many
Will no longer protrude
But it's all okay
And we will continue to mourn
~Angelle Cook
Eulogy
Of A Cheerleader 2000Ó
Angelle Cook
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