Boston Marathon Bombing Memorial Poem
BOOM goes the dynamite,
DROP goes our hearts.
RUN goes the people,
away from the "START".
CRY goes the runners,
FALL goes the dead.
HELP goes the injured,
while covered in red.
MAD goes the country,
HIDE goes the suspect.
REVENGE goes our people,
for it's now our prospect.
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