I know, it's astounding. I did some poetry. It's probably terrible, but I di d it. It's for a competition at school.
The topic we were given was gravity.
Soft rose petals float down in the wind, spiralling, twirling, swirling in the air
Pinecone drops like a bullet, crashing, smashing, on the ground
Bird dives for his prey from a thin spiky branch up there
Ball drops back down from a bounce on the grass
My friend, I'm telling you it's not all too rare
Everything is pulled from above
My friend, It's true I swear
Everything always falls
Always falls
down
Everything always falls down, my friend
You do, I do, everyone does
It's all due to gravity, in the end
I don't think you realise the gravity
of it all
My friend
you always fall
in the
end
Rip it apart my far superior poets.
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