Made to write a Shakespearean sonnet, About what I did last week on spring break. How? I can't rhyme. I'm 'hooked on phonics'! If only I'd eaten a juicy steak... Instead I worked at toys in the attic! Also performed in yearly march concert Precious 4's, dancing, sometimes erratic. Dancing, I tried not to over-exert. Went with my youth group on winter retreat. Sold stuffed goat or rooster to weird lady, After dancing, had sore and smelly feet. Goat lady's request was rather shady. In short, my spring break was pretty boring; 'cause most of last week, it was pouring.
Why is it like having food for the kings? It looks like dull colors in a rainbow. I have enjoyed millions of other things. But enjoyed never, once anything so! When I think of other tastes I don't think of what I had today but what I had in my earliest years. then I think Of what about a week ago I had. The fragrances were different not plain. It had many flavors and crustaceans. Although it's originally from Spain The USA and Spain are apart by an ocean . Forget this very taste I never will this taste in Sprig Break 2011 was very swell
Could my feet today be as cold as ice? Stiff like a dead body in the grave. If that cold and stiff then it wouldn’t be nice. I want a pair of snug socks for a save. If my feet were as cold as winter’s frost I feel the iciness between my toes, I might think that I am the new Jack Frost Soon they might turn into a block of snow But what if the socks do not warm me up The situation looks like I am stuck Maybe warm up some tea in a large cup Add much sugar so it won’t be too yuck I do not want the cold in my little toes In this world it’s quite easy to get cold.
Lines o’ Color Colors, colors all around in my head, These bright bursting colors will be super, Will it turn out right, will it be too red? With these I’ll be rolling like a trooper. Waiting long, the result will be splendid Sit in the chair, color will be added In the back, the colors will be blended Very comfy, the chair will be padded Rinsing it all out, we’re almost finished From curly to straight, a change was to come Foil was all over, now it’s diminished All it took was some fingers and a thumb The final result came out really great I’m starting to believe that this was fate
Going Back Home On to the most magical place on Earth Run by small nasally mice and pixie dust Small children fascinated by the worth Not a single machine covered in rust For every sane person loves it here Shows us our place in the circle of life From racing cars to drinking German beer While villains come out watch man hold his wife Watching the fireworks at the castle Nothing can be better than this moment Until fighting the crowd becomes hassle Then hitting small children causes regret Monorails say “Por favor mantengase” Headed home the hurt is bittersweetness
How long does your sand reach, your water stretch? To me, they go as far as the eye sees. I watch the people and see dogs play fetch. Kids in the water, but only to their knees. Going to this place is such a great dream. I create brilliant castles for all to see, Imagining them larger than they seem. From the sun, an Indian I’ll be, But with plenty block, no cancer for me. This paradise in the sun I always love A place of fun, where I want to be. It brings me joy and it takes me above. On my towel all day, I look at the sky And see wondrous shaped clouds pass by.
Is the love we have still strong as before? I think it was about 3 months ago When we met while I was on my warm floor Laying there watching a BET show. You had been waiting for me many months Wondering when I would join the best team. Just so I could be greeted with triumph And treated like a superior queen. Once I joined I became addicted. Your characteristics were like a drug. Just like the other addicts predicted I want to shower you with many hugs. I think you saved me from my misery So our love will last for eternity.
True Colors What is the true color of trees and bees? Blind men would not know, do you truly know? When eyes are blurred, fields of grass are not green. No, one can not pick up details like so. When someone’s vision for so long is the same, They think their eyesight is perfect and well. Yes, sea is blue and deaf and blind and lame. Yes fish swim and a homerun is swell. But when a tiny lens is placed upon The eye, one’s eyes see a whole new world around. Those same trees have green leaves, bees are now on Flowers with petals. The sea has waves aboud Those same eyes now see wh precise detail Without, my eyes would be an utter fail.
Is sixty minutes enough for one thrill? My eyes get big every step I go in As I go deeper it becomes more real Little did I know I got trapped in a pin
Every step I take my legs start to ache As time flies by and my phone starts to die I soon realize that this wasn’t my fate I tried to walk down but I was too high
Two hours later I sit in my seat Then closed my eyes to avoid the surprise Five minutes later I’m back on me feet I ran to my dad until my cries died
I never plan to ride that ride again Next time I will remember to restrain
Big Ball of Yellow Oh, are you what you seem or something new? You stick ‘round for a short bit of time. Are your looks real to only just a few? How can I capture you into a rhyme? Your colors blend like tie-dye in the blue and make me want to take a quick picture. If you could know that what I say is true, things would be much better in the future. Only you can turn on the big, bright light that shows people the beauty of the earth. You’re up in the sky shining oh so bright. there is not a limit to what you’re worth. You are old and new to everyone here and your light takes away my deepest fear.
Memory Lane Up in the Headlights What does ev’ry sixteen year old think about? The foot on the gas, and hands on the wheel, Driving down the road ready to hangout. The freedom driving gives me, feels unreal. Windows down, hair blowing ‘round in the wind, My thoughts limited. My eyes on the road. Making memories that won’t break or bend. Weaving through lanes like they’re a secret code. Music is blaring as the car takes off. Horns are honking; a few drivers get mad, But not me, I’m happy; my heart is soft. My friends catch rides from me now, I might add. Ray bans on, going nowhere specific; Driving ‘nywhere; singing to the music.
Alone beneath the midnight sky we sit; If only we had gone the other way; One turn we took astray we do admit; To where shall we go in this vast display? Some think that our elders didn’t care, But these little children have nev’r believed That just one turn can take us anywhere; For it is all about how we perceive The curve balls that are thrown into our days; For we can get some help at any time From those whose love for us is set ablaze Because we have a passion in our climb; So pay attention to the signs around; The paths to take are going to abound.
FRIENDSHIP Lo, in the west, the brilliant light Lowered his head, take away all the warmth The eyes now converted to detached From the gaze with a passionate reverence Then the world calms down and stars appear Covering with the warmth of the lights Feels like the feelings when I think about my dear Warm, clam, pure, unchangeable, bright They art much brighter than a spring’s day They art even warmer than a summer’s day They art more mature than a fall’s day They art more pure than a winter’s day The real friendship will never fade, However the time change or the well-being of the world
Night to Dawn on the Shore Where shall I go for refuge and silence? Nothing can ever shade me from this heat I toil, fall, sob, there is no guidance The world continuously moves to beat Early I rise for moments with my soul Step by step I am in search for substance Desperate to climb from this deep, dim lull Dare I say that this may be my last chance? Gazing upon the change black to yellow Familiar but I scarce recognize it Then a burden lifts and takes place a glow Finally, a way out a path is lit I leave the vas blue without the mock mask Oh this warmth; I hope to remain and bask
Pursuit The jagged cobblestones that cover the street Jostled the van periodically. I turned to see his hurried, running feet He waved in protest methodically. Tried to keep up, in his own tears he drowned. In his eyes, evident desperation Overwhelmed by those emotions profound. This, such an unfamiliar sensation. Hand pressed against the window, let me stay. One last glimpse at a face no more afraid. My heart was broken as we pulled away Into the distance his cries would not fade. Why must I leave these beloved faces? Soon return and relive our embraces.
Ocean Breeze Sitting on the seat, wobbling side to side Weaving back and forth across the pavement. I'm supporting the seat, risking his pride. Frustration gives way , his patience is spent. Pleading, pleading, you have almost got it. He hoists himself back up reluctantly. Another fall gives him determined grit; Anxious to please the hopeful family. The helmet is readjusted with pluck. A gust of wind comes from over the sea; I pull my hand away trying my luck It came with a quickness none could foresee. The pedals a blur, spinning round and round Head held high with the pride of one just crowned.
The colors of freedom: red, white, and blue. The blessings we do receive aplenty; Stories, marbled walls do tell, old and new. We roamed until our food tanks were empty. Wind whips through my hair as I walk down streets; Swift shoes pace the pavement down many blocks. In peace of the lodge, I rest from tough feats; While museum halls work around the clocks. Cherry blossoms abloom this time of year. All quiet and still the army guard stead The click of his heels all people do hear Guarding the grave of the war’s unknown dead Snow-covered hills out of the car we see It was and still is the land of the free
How long should one wait for a bite to eat? seventeen minutes in the freezing cold Then thirty minutes in the pleasant heat, Is this too much because one might grow old? Standing behind the row of fourteen stools, patiently watching others' food cooking, Getting reprimanded if you break rules, There are many notable awards hanging On the walls and the smell of food in the air They have food for every picky eater The server are courteous and they care Make your coat warm hanging it on heater The food and service is obsolete Al's Breakfast is an awesome place to eat.
Morning Glories Is it weird that sunlight makes me feel free? My friends still sleep because it is early, But I go for a stroll along the sea; Too bad it will make my hair go curly. Tie up my laces and head out the door, Trotting on cement before I hit sand But, oh, I can now spy the ocean shore. Down where the water hits shells on the land Is where I start my pace and lose my thoughts. Sun rising; I wonder what is out there, Aliens, rocket ships, or astronauts? Our life and worries are too much to bare. Please don’t let this morning come to an end It’s back to reality, such a trend.
Seduction What makes it beautiful with all its scales? She is captivated, but fears the same Slowly and careful, she grasps to the rails And declines to join the monster’s fair game He glides upon water to meet with her; His teeth sparkle as he rises from dark Yellow eyes gaze upon her, such a lure His skin in the light looks like old dead bark; She turns with a start as her parents scream Quickly he lunges but utterly missed As she’s pulled away; cheeks stained with tear streams She is a creature he cannot resist The sun sets but yellow eyes shan’t be dimm’d He waits in the water, his belly thinn’d.
Why me? The question never leaves my head; Is there a reason behind this madness? Maybe I should have just stayed in the bed; Or should I have taken one dribble less?
From the school season that was just awesome, Those games resembled my own fairytale. Now I sit on the sideline, like a bum, Just ‘cause I fell and tore my acl.
This seems to be my not so lucky fate. But I’ll be back to normal in a bit, It won’t be too late to win next year’s state. It’s just six months, I can handle it.
Now it’s time to defeat this injury, So here goes nothing- my road to recov’ry.
As I stand here feeling the sun on me I can’t help but wonder what is out there, As I look, starring across the blue sea I can’t help but notice the things so fare; The beach, the water, the creatures so grand Make up the sunny world thriving around me, Lengths of the beach create the feeling of sand The white sand so full of divinity; My feet crushing the white and silky sand Leave behind hundreds of tiny foot prints, But can be erased at a swipe of’a hand, Though I am gone the beach contains my scent. Although there is much terror in this land, Peace is always lying deep in the sand.
What is the best thing I did over break? Kelby, Madison, and I watched softball. We even went out to eat for pete's sake. Madison and I even watched baseball. We went to the mall and shopped for awhile. She even bought Matthew three big cookies. When we are together it makes me smile. We even had fun even though we missed Snookies. The baseball game seemed like it lasted hours, Even though Ringgold won in four innings. It was another increase in their winnings. Overall, break was great with my best friend. I feel like I could not have better friends.
Made to write a Shakespearean sonnet,
ReplyDeleteAbout what I did last week on spring break.
How? I can't rhyme. I'm 'hooked on phonics'!
If only I'd eaten a juicy steak...
Instead I worked at toys in the attic!
Also performed in yearly march concert
Precious 4's, dancing, sometimes erratic.
Dancing, I tried not to over-exert.
Went with my youth group on winter retreat.
Sold stuffed goat or rooster to weird lady,
After dancing, had sore and smelly feet.
Goat lady's request was rather shady.
In short, my spring break was pretty boring;
'cause most of last week, it was pouring.
Why is it like having food for the kings?
ReplyDeleteIt looks like dull colors in a rainbow.
I have enjoyed millions of other things.
But enjoyed never, once anything so!
When I think of other tastes I don't think
of what I had today but what I had
in my earliest years. then I think
Of what about a week ago I had.
The fragrances were different not plain.
It had many flavors and crustaceans.
Although it's originally from Spain
The USA and Spain are apart by an ocean .
Forget this very taste I never will
this taste in Sprig Break 2011 was very swell
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ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteConflicted
ReplyDeleteIt is you that I do not understand.
Thou doth confound me and thou art cruel.
I beacon your call as your dearest slave.
I cower to your voice in times of terror.
Master, you are not who you say to be.
You’re a disloyal, unfaithful, cheater.
Never could I ever trust your dark soul.
I’m pushed away and never coming back.
I shadowed your doings to be like you,
But you’ve never lived, I dusted your grave.
What you’ve done is not my fault; you’re a monster.
I live in peace, while you rest in regret.
With you, or without you, I am right.
Without me, you too can always be right.
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ReplyDeleteFreeze
ReplyDeleteCould my feet today be as cold as ice?
Stiff like a dead body in the grave.
If that cold and stiff then it wouldn’t be nice.
I want a pair of snug socks for a save.
If my feet were as cold as winter’s frost
I feel the iciness between my toes,
I might think that I am the new Jack Frost
Soon they might turn into a block of snow
But what if the socks do not warm me up
The situation looks like I am stuck
Maybe warm up some tea in a large cup
Add much sugar so it won’t be too yuck
I do not want the cold in my little toes
In this world it’s quite easy to get cold.
Lines o’ Color
ReplyDeleteColors, colors all around in my head,
These bright bursting colors will be super,
Will it turn out right, will it be too red?
With these I’ll be rolling like a trooper.
Waiting long, the result will be splendid
Sit in the chair, color will be added
In the back, the colors will be blended
Very comfy, the chair will be padded
Rinsing it all out, we’re almost finished
From curly to straight, a change was to come
Foil was all over, now it’s diminished
All it took was some fingers and a thumb
The final result came out really great
I’m starting to believe that this was fate
Currents running through me
ReplyDeleteA huge monster surrounding them some see.
Being both vast and rough is seen as crime.
But do these opinions apply to me?
No, surely these strange views cannot be mine.
Her waves powerful beyond compare
And she can also cause a dreadful mess;
She always holds and will forever care
For the nutrients that she does posses.
No, her never ending beauty wont fade.
Nor will her currents fail to offer us
Relaxation or emotional aid.
Experiencing her love is a must.
I dream one day that everyone will see,
And love her with their full heart just like me.
Going Back Home
ReplyDeleteOn to the most magical place on Earth
Run by small nasally mice and pixie dust
Small children fascinated by the worth
Not a single machine covered in rust
For every sane person loves it here
Shows us our place in the circle of life
From racing cars to drinking German beer
While villains come out watch man hold his wife
Watching the fireworks at the castle
Nothing can be better than this moment
Until fighting the crowd becomes hassle
Then hitting small children causes regret
Monorails say “Por favor mantengase”
Headed home the hurt is bittersweetness
A Place of Fun
ReplyDeleteHow long does your sand reach, your water stretch?
To me, they go as far as the eye sees.
I watch the people and see dogs play fetch.
Kids in the water, but only to their knees.
Going to this place is such a great dream.
I create brilliant castles for all to see,
Imagining them larger than they seem.
From the sun, an Indian I’ll be,
But with plenty block, no cancer for me.
This paradise in the sun I always love
A place of fun, where I want to be.
It brings me joy and it takes me above.
On my towel all day, I look at the sky
And see wondrous shaped clouds pass by.
Chirp Chirp
ReplyDeleteIs the love we have still strong as before?
I think it was about 3 months ago
When we met while I was on my warm floor
Laying there watching a BET show.
You had been waiting for me many months
Wondering when I would join the best team.
Just so I could be greeted with triumph
And treated like a superior queen.
Once I joined I became addicted.
Your characteristics were like a drug.
Just like the other addicts predicted
I want to shower you with many hugs.
I think you saved me from my misery
So our love will last for eternity.
True Colors
ReplyDeleteWhat is the true color of trees and bees?
Blind men would not know, do you truly know?
When eyes are blurred, fields of grass are not green.
No, one can not pick up details like so.
When someone’s vision for so long is the same,
They think their eyesight is perfect and well.
Yes, sea is blue and deaf and blind and lame.
Yes fish swim and a homerun is swell.
But when a tiny lens is placed upon
The eye, one’s eyes see a whole new world around.
Those same trees have green leaves, bees are now on
Flowers with petals. The sea has waves aboud
Those same eyes now see wh precise detail
Without, my eyes would be an utter fail.
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ReplyDeleteIs sixty minutes enough for one thrill?
ReplyDeleteMy eyes get big every step I go in
As I go deeper it becomes more real
Little did I know I got trapped in a pin
Every step I take my legs start to ache
As time flies by and my phone starts to die
I soon realize that this wasn’t my fate
I tried to walk down but I was too high
Two hours later I sit in my seat
Then closed my eyes to avoid the surprise
Five minutes later I’m back on me feet
I ran to my dad until my cries died
I never plan to ride that ride again
Next time I will remember to restrain
This comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteCurrents running through me
ReplyDeleteA huge monster surrounding them some see.
Being both vast and rough is seen as crime.
But do these opinions apply to me?
No, surely these strange views cannot be mine.
Though waves are powerful beyond compare
And she can also cause a dreadful mess;
She always holds and will forever care
For the nutrients that she does possess.
No, her never ending beauty wont fade.
Nor will her currents fail to offer us
Relaxation or emotional aid.
Experiencing her love is a must.
I dream one day that everyone will see,
And love her with their full heart just like me.
Big Ball of Yellow
ReplyDeleteOh, are you what you seem or something new?
You stick ‘round for a short bit of time.
Are your looks real to only just a few?
How can I capture you into a rhyme?
Your colors blend like tie-dye in the blue
and make me want to take a quick picture.
If you could know that what I say is true,
things would be much better in the future.
Only you can turn on the big, bright light
that shows people the beauty of the earth.
You’re up in the sky shining oh so bright.
there is not a limit to what you’re worth.
You are old and new to everyone here
and your light takes away my deepest fear.
Memory Lane Up in the Headlights
ReplyDeleteWhat does ev’ry sixteen year old think about?
The foot on the gas, and hands on the wheel,
Driving down the road ready to hangout.
The freedom driving gives me, feels unreal.
Windows down, hair blowing ‘round in the wind,
My thoughts limited. My eyes on the road.
Making memories that won’t break or bend.
Weaving through lanes like they’re a secret code.
Music is blaring as the car takes off.
Horns are honking; a few drivers get mad,
But not me, I’m happy; my heart is soft.
My friends catch rides from me now, I might add.
Ray bans on, going nowhere specific;
Driving ‘nywhere; singing to the music.
Recognize the Infinite
ReplyDeleteAlone beneath the midnight sky we sit;
If only we had gone the other way;
One turn we took astray we do admit;
To where shall we go in this vast display?
Some think that our elders didn’t care,
But these little children have nev’r believed
That just one turn can take us anywhere;
For it is all about how we perceive
The curve balls that are thrown into our days;
For we can get some help at any time
From those whose love for us is set ablaze
Because we have a passion in our climb;
So pay attention to the signs around;
The paths to take are going to abound.
FRIENDSHIP
ReplyDeleteLo, in the west, the brilliant light
Lowered his head, take away all the warmth
The eyes now converted to detached
From the gaze with a passionate reverence
Then the world calms down and stars appear
Covering with the warmth of the lights
Feels like the feelings when I think about my dear
Warm, clam, pure, unchangeable, bright
They art much brighter than a spring’s day
They art even warmer than a summer’s day
They art more mature than a fall’s day
They art more pure than a winter’s day
The real friendship will never fade,
However the time change or the well-being of the world
Night to Dawn on the Shore
ReplyDeleteWhere shall I go for refuge and silence?
Nothing can ever shade me from this heat
I toil, fall, sob, there is no guidance
The world continuously moves to beat
Early I rise for moments with my soul
Step by step I am in search for substance
Desperate to climb from this deep, dim lull
Dare I say that this may be my last chance?
Gazing upon the change black to yellow
Familiar but I scarce recognize it
Then a burden lifts and takes place a glow
Finally, a way out a path is lit
I leave the vas blue without the mock mask
Oh this warmth; I hope to remain and bask
Pursuit
ReplyDeleteThe jagged cobblestones that cover the street
Jostled the van periodically.
I turned to see his hurried, running feet
He waved in protest methodically.
Tried to keep up, in his own tears he drowned.
In his eyes, evident desperation
Overwhelmed by those emotions profound.
This, such an unfamiliar sensation.
Hand pressed against the window, let me stay.
One last glimpse at a face no more afraid.
My heart was broken as we pulled away
Into the distance his cries would not fade.
Why must I leave these beloved faces?
Soon return and relive our embraces.
Ocean Breeze
ReplyDeleteSitting on the seat, wobbling side to side
Weaving back and forth across the pavement.
I'm supporting the seat, risking his pride.
Frustration gives way , his patience is spent.
Pleading, pleading, you have almost got it.
He hoists himself back up reluctantly.
Another fall gives him determined grit;
Anxious to please the hopeful family.
The helmet is readjusted with pluck.
A gust of wind comes from over the sea;
I pull my hand away trying my luck
It came with a quickness none could foresee.
The pedals a blur, spinning round and round
Head held high with the pride of one just crowned.
The Colors of Freedom
ReplyDeleteThe colors of freedom: red, white, and blue.
The blessings we do receive aplenty;
Stories, marbled walls do tell, old and new.
We roamed until our food tanks were empty.
Wind whips through my hair as I walk down streets;
Swift shoes pace the pavement down many blocks.
In peace of the lodge, I rest from tough feats;
While museum halls work around the clocks.
Cherry blossoms abloom this time of year.
All quiet and still the army guard stead
The click of his heels all people do hear
Guarding the grave of the war’s unknown dead
Snow-covered hills out of the car we see
It was and still is the land of the free
Worth the Wait
ReplyDeleteHow long should one wait for a bite to eat?
seventeen minutes in the freezing cold
Then thirty minutes in the pleasant heat,
Is this too much because one might grow old?
Standing behind the row of fourteen stools,
patiently watching others' food cooking,
Getting reprimanded if you break rules,
There are many notable awards hanging
On the walls and the smell of food in the air
They have food for every picky eater
The server are courteous and they care
Make your coat warm hanging it on heater
The food and service is obsolete
Al's Breakfast is an awesome place to eat.
Morning Glories
ReplyDeleteIs it weird that sunlight makes me feel free?
My friends still sleep because it is early,
But I go for a stroll along the sea;
Too bad it will make my hair go curly.
Tie up my laces and head out the door,
Trotting on cement before I hit sand
But, oh, I can now spy the ocean shore.
Down where the water hits shells on the land
Is where I start my pace and lose my thoughts.
Sun rising; I wonder what is out there,
Aliens, rocket ships, or astronauts?
Our life and worries are too much to bare.
Please don’t let this morning come to an end
It’s back to reality, such a trend.
Seduction
ReplyDeleteWhat makes it beautiful with all its scales?
She is captivated, but fears the same
Slowly and careful, she grasps to the rails
And declines to join the monster’s fair game
He glides upon water to meet with her;
His teeth sparkle as he rises from dark
Yellow eyes gaze upon her, such a lure
His skin in the light looks like old dead bark;
She turns with a start as her parents scream
Quickly he lunges but utterly missed
As she’s pulled away; cheeks stained with tear streams
She is a creature he cannot resist
The sun sets but yellow eyes shan’t be dimm’d
He waits in the water, his belly thinn’d.
The Unanswerable Question
ReplyDeleteWhy me? The question never leaves my head;
Is there a reason behind this madness?
Maybe I should have just stayed in the bed;
Or should I have taken one dribble less?
From the school season that was just awesome,
Those games resembled my own fairytale.
Now I sit on the sideline, like a bum,
Just ‘cause I fell and tore my acl.
This seems to be my not so lucky fate.
But I’ll be back to normal in a bit,
It won’t be too late to win next year’s state.
It’s just six months, I can handle it.
Now it’s time to defeat this injury,
So here goes nothing- my road to recov’ry.
Effects of the Beach
ReplyDeleteAs I stand here feeling the sun on me
I can’t help but wonder what is out there,
As I look, starring across the blue sea
I can’t help but notice the things so fare;
The beach, the water, the creatures so grand
Make up the sunny world thriving around me,
Lengths of the beach create the feeling of sand
The white sand so full of divinity;
My feet crushing the white and silky sand
Leave behind hundreds of tiny foot prints,
But can be erased at a swipe of’a hand,
Though I am gone the beach contains my scent.
Although there is much terror in this land,
Peace is always lying deep in the sand.
Friends Never Fail
ReplyDeleteWhat is the best thing I did over break?
Kelby, Madison, and I watched softball.
We even went out to eat for pete's sake.
Madison and I even watched baseball.
We went to the mall and shopped for awhile.
She even bought Matthew three big cookies.
When we are together it makes me smile.
We even had fun even though we missed Snookies.
The baseball game seemed like it lasted hours,
Even though Ringgold won in four innings.
It was another increase in their winnings.
Overall, break was great with my best friend.
I feel like I could not have better friends.
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ReplyDelete