Mr. Creativity
Where has our dear Mr. Creativity gone?
It seems he's gone for good.
It's been years since I saw him last
in the pages of my coloring book.
Now tired eyes in his demise
have taken to new pastures.
For now they dwell in a fiery hell,
the AP bio textbook.
My english teacher said
traces of him could be found
in works from long ago
so I started reading Kafka, Milton,
Joyce, and Virginia Woolf.
And there I found him in
Oscar Wilde as if nothing had been wrong
Mr. Creativity was back
he had never really been gone.
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