Okay so first period came.
And I know it won't be lame.
It was English Class,
And she is a pretty lass.
She smiles at me,
And I always see.
She screams at us,
We hope she shouts add gas!
Here came History,
Another progressive story.
A story told by my mate,
about the time when he had a date.
Of course, that wasn't true.
Cause I know someone out there is so blue.
But God provided me such strength,
to face temptation like width and length.
Beyond the measure,
Our God is so pure.
What can I play,
when tomorrow is doomsday!
Such things that cause my head to scream,
And last night my grandpa appeared in my dream.
I run out of my room,
and I was shocked just like BOOM!
So this is a simple non sense poem,
So what's the rhyme for poem?
I repeated the word poem.
Should I repeat the word poem?
Okay okay it's time to go.
So I gotta go and row!
Another day,
Another play.
so eight eight,
I still have to meditate,
Dinner was done and I ate.
So buhbye or should I say Eight eight! :))
