Poem I
The Incident
When I was five and feeling down
And my parents were out of town
Oh boy, how my stomach would ache.
Little did I know it was my appendix about to break
I remember how I used to scream and shout
Even when the appendix had gone out
I would twist, twirl and tweet
When they put the needles in my feet
Thus that was many years ago
and I remember it so and so
And all that I have left to day
Is two scars on my belly and I don't know what more to say...
Här är en av mina dikter som jag skrev till mitt Poetic Portrait som var det första vi gjorde. Vi skulle skriva om en stor incident så jag skrev om när jag oprererade bort blindtarmen :P
Puss