A Happily Poem - Poem by nurul nadira
My friends are playing happily,
but i sitting there boringly,
is there other thing to play together as a team,
but other game are good to play for our dream.
I standing there happily,
but my two friends were sitting there sadly,
is there any other way to make them happily.
should i help them with their problems? ?
my friends listening to Mr Pang makes me mad,
and i listening to my old friends makes me sad,
me and my friends listening to radio makes me glad,
if i would doin something else when i listening....
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