Monday, March 12, 2018

Ten Line Poem

Today I am at school.
Many times, I am here
and I look like a fool.
Full of this feeling called fear.

I hear the squishy sounds of smelly mud
which I unintentionally walk through
while my friend hands me a bag of milk duds.
I soon realize that he has the flu.

Now soon I will be home,
watching the Saints in the Superdome.

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