In lit one time, we had to write a personification poem, and I decided to write about what was on my mind at that moment: the fact that i was being moved from ID to flag next year (which I really didn't want to do...)
The flag was glaring at me
I couldn't figure it out
What had I done to deserve this?
Because I like ID better?
Because I'll drop it in the wind?
In French I would say
"Je ne sais pas pourquoi"
I don't want to leave ID
My line
My strength
I'll be leaving my best friend
Colorguard: Yeah I can spin that!
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