Short Poem: Never Ever: Jeralyn Smith

         Never Ever

    Nothing shall never ever change. Things will always stay the same things of gold things and things of mold shall never ever be alike and never ever own a bike. The rose she chose will never ever be the same as mud and blood both roses on noses never ever EVER. 

    Cats and bats rule the world hats and mats will never be told go to bed and hit your head. Never ever hit your head when you go to bed never ever ever.