Confusion courses through my veins
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Sun-shine,
Meat pies,
I tie die my shirt and throw it into the river to melt…
Today is a good day,
My first day of school.
But how will I get there when I am surrounded by nothing but fur trees, miles from the nearest outpost and even the birds hate that my only means of transport is a two wheeled tricycle since the third wheel I am using as a plate (I have no other crockery)
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The poem I've just written has ended above but I must satisfy the word limit. The weather today is cloudy, much like my vision. Here we are, now at one hunnit words xo
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Confusion coursed through my veins too when I read this poem. I love it.
Intriguing first poem published… whole new take on the challenges of The First Day of School!😆