A poem

So yeah... YOU THINK THAT I WRITE POEMS NOW!!!!! no.... (well yeah I do.. BUT FOR SCHOOL!)
I smell the unfinished dinner cooking away over a hot fire.

I taste the unexpected bland mince enter my unwilling mouth.

I feel the tiredness wash over me like a blanket.

I see the murky river overflowing with colourful kayaks.

I hear the continuous giggles of wide awake girls, will they ever stop?

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