Aiden Bird Poems

The first thing you need to know, is that I don’t like you!
You smell like dirty socks.
You smoke after school, and think that chewing gum will mask that stale scent that you exhale.
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We chose to live here; but something, from far, far away, from the planet Zaneljiton; has fallen from the depths of space into a busy town of outback Queensland called Birdsville.
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I am sitting here on the thin grass which lies on the compacted dirt. Under the shade of a tree, the light cool breeze blows on my face and through my light cotton shirt. The grass dances to the breeze. My legs are crossed, I feel the soles of my leather shoes dig into the sides of my legs; but it doesn’t matter, because of the pleasant distractions.
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The crime is: somebody steals his bed
They climb in through the window while he is asleep
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