Just a heads up:  This limerick is horrible.  Not that’s it’s poorly written but in that the content is troubling.  I’m not sure why, but when I read the prompt, my mind went to a really dark place. I almost skipped this week but after giving it some thought I decided to go ahead with it. I gave it a second verse, too. I felt like it needed it…

She gave birth to a son
But she couldn’t tell anyone
She was barely fifteen
Her body’d stayed lean
She’d left him in a trash can and run

The police finally found her
She was burning with fever
In a doorway, she lay
Two streets away
Delirious, weeping and shattered

In response to Mind and Life Matters limerick challenge.