Poet's note: One of my favorite triolet. This is kind of straightforward. Enjoy.
Sticks and stones can break my bones
And words can also hurt me
Along with other things thrown
Sticks and stones can break my bones
Cracks in heart can never be sewn
And with time, it becomes rather flimsy
Sticks and stones can break my bones
And words can also hurt me
Sticks and stones can break my bones
And words can also hurt me
Along with other things thrown
Sticks and stones can break my bones
Cracks in heart can never be sewn
And with time, it becomes rather flimsy
Sticks and stones can break my bones
And words can also hurt me