Poem
This is a poem,
I thought of it while walking near loam.
We all walked around the school,
And that we went outside was pretty darned cool.
We were told if we got hit by a car,
We would fail, no matter our grade thus far.
Wednesday morning I learned 6th block doesn’t need this,
Can’t think of a rhyme so I will randomly say bliss.
While walking I also saw the tower,
It stood tall and erect like a flower.
Along with us came Von who is rather tall,
He walked on the guard rail then went for a fall.
Although this poem may not be as good as that of Lyle,
Please, do not throw it in the round file.
