This Is The Story, of Cato and Clove

by Katara Macken

This is the story, of Cato and Clove. Bear with me on this one, 'cause I usually suck in poetry, but I'm hoping that this one turns out better than my usual ones... Rated T because it's the Hunger Games

This is the story of Cato and Clove,

Their lives too short to fully disclose,

Trained as a child,

Tender and mild,

Turned into a beast,

To fear, it feasts.

They, ruthless villains, were hard to the core,

Throwing pain and suffering amid the poor.

Then one day, it came to me like a dove,

The two tributes from 2, were in love.

The boy, Cato the brawn, the brute,

Then would give his Clove, all of his loot.

The sadistic one, Clove, knife-wielding girl,

Then would give up her dignity to see Cato's smile unfurl.

Then they were caught in the Capitol's crossfire,

They were forced to become assassins for hire.

Their souls, may they walk together in a grove,

This is the story of Cato and Clove.

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A/N: So what do you think about my poetry? Trust me guys, I'm trying to make it better. You can help by giving me comments on how to make it better. It'd be much appreciated. :)

-Katara Macken