Dallas Winston (school assignment)

Dallas Winston, cold as the coldest of glaciers,

He feels nothing, yet he’ll feel things the strongest.

He cares ’bout nobody, but he cares for Johnny,

He’s clean, still has a record by miles the longest

Grew up in the worst, still don’t got it better,

Jailed at the age of ten, mugged at age eight.

Roughed up all over, bottom, top, left, n’ right,

Love’s all bitter, nothing’s ever there to hate.

When he’s in a mood, ya better not make a hoot,

As with his sharp teeth, he’s a danger just like a lynx.

High cheekbones, pointed chin, like the face of an elf,

And with and temper just as them, he might end in a jinx.

“If I ever saw him again… I could fall in love with Dallas Winston”

What is there to love about him? Nothing, yet there is everything.

The way he could kill everybody but those closest to himself,

The way he doesn’t give a care but would die for his king.

His king, the pet of their little gang, means the world to him,

He would listen to nobody, but if it were his king, he would do anything, even kill.

Any word off of his king’s lips would bring a smile on his face,

And a smile on Dallas Winston’s lips could bend girls’ will

But now without his king, he was also without his smile

With no smile left, there was no life left.

So he went on, for an hour,

But left us for go.

Leaving his friends all alone,

Nobody but themselves left.

Done with his last selfish act,

For them to mourn the fact.

He left not only them,

But also all the fans.

Who loved him all,

Which is all he needed.

Even with him gone,

His memory will forever

Live on within those,

Who cherish him.