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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Was digging through some stuff and found a poem I wrote back in Sec 3.

I walk up the hill as the grass drips with dew,
to my school, called Anglican High.
My calves feel like weights, my thighs, like jelly,
I slow down and give out a sigh.

My mouth is wide open, like a goldfish gasping,
I start to catch my breath.
I'm not even halfway, but I'm already so tired,
Like a mouse that just scurried from death.

I start moving again, to my school at the top,
Just like a refueled train,
I force my legs up, I just won't give up,
Oh no! It's going to rain.

Splish Splash! The rain has come!
Oh no! I'm gonna be soaked!
Boom!Boom! The thunder roars,
As I dash right up the road!

And just as I reached my Anglican High,
I thought back and said "That's cool!"
Oh such an experience, as I ran in the rain,
My first time I ran up to school.


Lol funny daooo




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