Mr. Nice
Mr. Nice was his name
He was very precise
But he knew it came with a price
So he took a sacarfice
And ended up in paradise
Because Mr. Nice sure knew how to be nice
Which to him was merchandise
In his paradise
By: Michael Pellitteri
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: