Burgling. Poem by Lizzy Tomlinson
Burgling.
The burglar hides behind the shed,
He waits until we're all in bed.
And when he knows we're fast asleep.
Up to the window, he does creep.
In the window~frame, he puts a tool.
Grips it real tight, then gives a pull.
But worry not, he does no harm,
He's activated our alarm.
i think the last line would be better off as 'he's ONLY activated our alarm.' other than that, i think it was good, easy read with a simple honest feel. best care, susanj
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4/28/2024 4:29:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That was an awesome poem..quite humorous...I loved it!