My Left Left

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My Left Left by Kenn Nesbitt

I woke up this morning,
a little past dawn,
completely surprised that
my left leg was gone.

And that’s when I noticed,
with rising alarm,
as well as my left leg,
I’d lost my left arm.

In fact, I was missing
my body’s left side.
I felt so astonished
I practically cried.

I don’t know what happened
while sleeping last night.
But, don’t be too worried…
I think I’m all right.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 3

Topics: Imaginary Poems, Wacky Weirdness

Poetic Techniques: Narrative Poems, Pun Poems

 


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