When the sun came out
I was already soaked
my socks were damp
I was shivering
When I arrived at school
you greeted me
“Isn’t it a beautiful morning?”
In reply
I smacked
the coffee out of your hand.
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My name is Jake Tucker, welcome to my poetry blog. Feel free to comment.
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1 comment:
cut "in reply" and you've got a no-edits-needed winner.
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