if you have read the book 1984 youll like this poem i hope..check it out
Winston seemed a little worried the instant that they met
Julia was the one who put this story into set
With a note and a story that has a tragic end
A note from Julia that soon would send
Winston would stare at it for hours, opening it at night
She was not bad not even a fright
The note said “I love you,” Winston in dismay
It was soon enough they would meet each other each day
Winston and Julia enjoyed their times together; hiding in the trees
They were falling but not yet naked below their knees
They would talk about past relationships and more to be told
About the razor blades taken out of stores no longer to be sold
Julia was young and free while Winston old and rebelling
They would sit around enjoying each others telling
Of what they had accomplished and what they did wrong
Laughing at the party’s unbelieveable song
An innocent looking old man, Mr.Charrington with a room
No telescreens, Winston and Julia moved in with a boom
There were paintings and everything seemed good
The both would have sex as much as they could
But it was that very day a voice a call from the painting
Nothing could save them now all they could do was listen to the tainting
They both knew well what they had done and now they would find out
There was torturing until every bit of the heart was torn about
O’Brien would change Winston but there was one last place most wouldn’t survive
Room 101, the rats and later Winston comes out alive.
Occasionally after released Winston would see Julia and whisper to her,
About their times of torture they would murmur.
It wasn’t till later Winston would die,
He wouldn’t cry, not at all
because he loved Big Brother!
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