Thursday, January 22, 2009

my poem

I have to work tonight
I hope i don't get into a fight
cause whatever it's about,
I know i will be right
Goshhh it'll be such a horrible sight
especially if he has a large overbite
But i will refrain myself with all my might
and perhaps fly a kite
It'll get up to a very high height
so high all you'll see is the white light, ZING!