Thursday afternoon
A show was on
Yet to school I had to go
My sister likes school
But she's a girl
Had to sneak away
What are we going to do
When we got there
We were amazed
Never thought it was possible
Stretching skin for a mile
I wanted to look away
Couldn't
Wat would happen if Ms. Franny caught us?
Smoke got heavy
Sound filled the air
Too much, too much
A thud on my head
Everything went dark
Woke up
On a train
To a town
With the man that could stretch his skin for a mile.
A show was on
Yet to school I had to go
My sister likes school
But she's a girl
Had to sneak away
What are we going to do
When we got there
We were amazed
Never thought it was possible
Stretching skin for a mile
I wanted to look away
Couldn't
Wat would happen if Ms. Franny caught us?
Smoke got heavy
Sound filled the air
Too much, too much
A thud on my head
Everything went dark
Woke up
On a train
To a town
With the man that could stretch his skin for a mile.
Author notes
this is another one that i turned in to my english teacher. this was a picture poem which means i wrote it from the point of view of a person in a picture of one that he supplied us. it was a picture of a lot of people and then there was this boy and girl sitting in the conter with totally differnt facial expressions than everyone else around
