Nothing But Trouble Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

Nothing But Trouble



Trouble trouble trouble

I can't seem to get out of this crazy bubble.

Everywhere I turn, I'm doing something wrong.

I want to beat some people with a tong.

But that wouldn't be right.

So instead I'm going to go fly a kite.

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