Treasure Island

Aisha Alansari

(May 12th 1999 / Qatar)

School's Out!


No Pencil's!
No pens!
No Maths!
No units or tens!
No bullies!
No teachers!
No tiny creatures..on the ground!
I really hate it when I hear their sqeeky sound!
school's out!
Go ahead..no one can stop you so scream and shout!
Don't worry there's no doubt!
No more detention!
No more suspention!
No more uniforms!
No more fire evacuation!
Running..
Running..
Running..
under the hot sun,
No more melting!
because...
School's out!
Go out..far far away,
Sadly, we're coming back,
but for now try to enjoy your holiday.

Submitted: Sunday, July 01, 2012

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If you didn't understand what's 'Tiny creatures' I ment the insects cuz in school there might be! : /

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