One day there I saw her just walking down the street looking as happy as could be.
But that's not how this poem ends.
Like I said she was walking down the street happily in the middle of Winter.
Until a transport truck slipped on a patch of ice!
Maybe it was her time, maybe it was fiat.
My guess was that it just happened cause she looked happy as ever,
so I don't think someone as sweet looking as her
have this happen to them cause she was bad so it was fiat!
So as I was saying the transport truck came from out of no where
and slipped on a patch of ice and swerved right into the curve
and the last two sounds u heard before it happened were.
the transport truck honking to tell her to move
and the girl's scream cause she knew it was to late to move!
And so that is y i call this poem " The Fatal Poem"
it was one freak accident on one fatal day!
