To
whom it Concerns
By: Rio Donovoyn
To whom it concerns
I am nothing more than a girl
Held up by your strings as you make me twirl
To whom it concerns
I lost my assignment
Maybe I’ll get lucky
Solitary confinement
To whom it concerns
Samwise's work will be late
It fell on her pancakes
And stuck to her plate
To whom it concerns
I’m not made of steel
When I get blindsided
My pain is quite real
To whom it concerns
I’m not that great with a ball
But guys don’t watch wallflowers
When they’re crusin’ the halls
To whom it concerns
I keep to myself
But always willing
To help someone else
To whom it concerns
I prefer to read
Than to bleed all over the floor
To whom it concerns
My name is Sam
And no, I do not like
Green eggs and ham
To whom it concerns
I don’t mean to squawk
But it really burns
To whom it concerns
~Finis~