a poem by K.

February 2, 2011
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My school, my class, everything is great
Many hours of studying, we must be trained
Nobody is same, each person is unique and free
When Pawel caught to board
says s***, not me
Wojtek slept all lessons on his desk again
However he could always use his brain
Who is playing on mobile while nobody can see?
of course, that is Robert and his Nokia N ninety three
Bartek, who’s got the best marks in our class
Even if not learned, he obviously would pass
Amateur of magic, Wiatrak, he hates his nick
Sometimes he shows us super magic trick
what for myself? for sure I won't lie
because all I want is just mark 'five'

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caroline said...
Feb. 22, 2011 at 3:42 pm

Just a poem about real day in school.



beatab said...
Feb. 21, 2011 at 1:20 am
It's really funny :)
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