An attempt at poetry…
Caferati subject: April is the cruellest month
Little tyrants set free,
Caushing havoc where they go.
Grabbing all that meets the eye,
Demanding to the core.
Turning life upside down,
Leaving nothing in its place.
Stealing food and breaking pots,
Moving at a whirlwind’s pace.
For April’s when the schools close,
A well-deserved break for all.
This cruellest month of the year,
But in this chaos, do we have a ball !
Writer-z-block 