'What are you doing? '
Sssshh.
Come over here.
Look at that.
'What are they doing? '
I have no idea.
I've never seen it done,
Inside before.
'Me either.
Nothing is on.
No TV, stereo, radio
Computer...
Nothing! '
Did you see that?
'No, what happened? '
While one was talking...
The other one was listening.
Stopped!
And then the other one started.
'Why?
What is that called? '
I see people doing it louder outside.
But I'm usually on my cell or have my iPod.
I block that stuff out.
Lots of kids do that too,
At my school.
But always they are surrounding dudes on the ground,
Fighting!
That's when I have 'Whitney' blasting out her new jam.
Sheeeee's Baaaaaccck!
'How did you get a copy so soon? '
Don't worry about it.
Sssshh...
They're smiling and holding hands.
They are planning to get rid of me...
I just know it.
'Why would your parents want to do that? '
I don't know! !
Don't KILL ME! PLEASE DON'T
~Boy! ? What's wrong with you?
Can't your mother and I have a conversation,
Without you scaring us half to death! ? ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Outstanding write, A fine piece to which, shall honor a 10 All the best my friend J.L