I was the grass at school
I sang to the teacher
Like a canary
I was very hard to like
I would have punched me
My brother could never do
Anything right
I’d bite my own thumb
And blame it on him
Like a first class actress
I’d turn the tears on
He didn’t stand a chance
Is it too late to say sorry?
It's never too late to say sorry... though it might not be accepted. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved it! Witty and just enough precious details to picture the charactors you describe... Deva