Aisha Alansari

(May 12th 1999 / Qatar)

Skyping With Dana


Skyping with Dana sometimes gives me a headache,
I hear loud voices,
I hear A LOT OF NOISES,
all because of her annoying brothers.

PS3 I can hear! !
at the same time Dana's voice..
is not clear! !

(s) sings and makes us laugh,
Laughing is what I really hate..
I feel his jokes is gonna cut me into half.

(MJ) is not very annoying,
but when he is with (S) ..
everywhere there is chaos.

Skyping with Dana is not always bad,
but her brothers makes me get really mad..
when I HEAR them!

Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2012
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(s) AND (MJ) are my BFF Dana's Brothers. What I said in the poem was true and I really want to share what I feel When they are around and I am on Skype with my BFF Dana

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