This was inspired by a picture I saw online of the "Thresh Prince of District 11". For some reason the verses don't separate, sorry guys.
Well, this is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside-down,
I'd like to take a minute, now this ain't heaven,
I'll tell you how I was chosen for District 11.
In District 11, born and raised,
In the fields was where I spent most of my days.
Working hard, gathering, harvesting goods,
Sending food to neighbouring 'hoods.
Then some Capitol guys started picking tributes,
I was chosen and so was a girl called Rue.
They reached in the ball and called our names,
We're going to the 74th Hunger Games.
At the training centre, I made it clear,
I wasn't gonna work with the Careers.
In my interview, I was blunt with Caesar,
I lived in a field when I was in the arena.
I killed Clove, then Cato killed me too,
My eyes were put in a Mutt, and so were Rue's.
Well, that was my story, I said it weren't heaven,
When I was chosen for District 11.