The win­ning poem

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Once in a house on the top of a hill He wrote a let­ter It went on for three pages He signed his name on the bot­tom of the page With the quill his fa­ther had got him for his birth­day that year And he sent it to you Once in a house on the side of a hill He wrote a let­ter It went on for two pages He signed his name on the bot­tom of the page With the quill he had bor­rowed from his sis­ter Be­cause his fa­ther had for­got­ten his birth­day that year And he sent it to you Once in a house on the bot­tom of a hill He wrote a let­ter It went on for one page He signed his ini­tial on the bot­tom of the page With the quill he had stolen from school Be­cause he does not think any­one would care about his name And he sent it to you Once in a house on a very small hill He wrote a let­ter It only had a few words He did not even bother sign­ing his name this time Be­cause he no longer re­mem­bered what his name was Or whom he was in­side And he sent it to you Once in a de­serted house on a bro­ken hill He wrote a let­ter It only had one word With the bloody wrist he had slashed He put it on the bed­side ta­ble Be­cause he did not think he could get to the post of­fice

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