POEM STARTER
Write a poem about geese flying south for the winter.
Could their migration be a metaphor for something?
Follow The Leader
Follow the leader
In the early hours of the morning
Follow the new leader
In the dying hours of the afternoon
Follow the new leader
In the dark hours of midnight
We never stop
But we change the leader
So that no one person
Is responsible should something go horribly wrong
But it won’t
Because we follow the leader
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