RICCARDO MESSI BRODIE OSBURN
Biography of RICCARDO MESSI BRODIE OSBURN
Hi my names Riccardo(code name with no code) , i love sport, music, dance and more sport. My best friend in the whole world is Charlotte, i also love this girl named BRODIE-RAIN! i guess i like school, though noone agrees with me.
hey my names Brodie-rain, i love singing, and i love writing poems. i sing songs, i have a pretty good voice. i lived in America for 6yrs of my life, and i have an accent. my best friend in the WHOLE world is my cousin megan...but she's in America. i have an amasing boyfriend named riley connolly, and i love him sooo much... one person who stands above everyone else though, is my REALLY good friend Riccardo!
RICCARDO MESSI BRODIE OSBURN Poems
Everything started in primary school. I thought you were shy but pretty cool. You misbehaved, really bad. But deep down inside i knew you were rad.
Im Bored And In Class
its 1 o'clock and im in class its really boring it wont go fast
hey her name is elsa she is a rather strange girl she's nice when she wants and a little mean burl
The Darkness Is Inside Me
everyone thinks that i am so nice they do not expect who i really am they think that someone as innocent as me can not be mean or even greedy
cecy is crazy cecy is cool cecy is hot god she makes me drool
science is stupid sciencetists only love it because of cupid they only like to blow up things and while they do it they like to sing
Brodie brodie the singing bird her voice is music, that is always heard she lights up a room she stops a KABOOM
Oh know, not now, im sick again why do i have to get sick before the big game i wanna play soccer, i want to score goals but how am i going to when i have sore soles (the bit of my feet)
i woke up this morning and saw the rain cecy put it there to end the pain My body was cold, it let of a shiver my lips trembled from a little quiver
Oh know, not now, im sick again
why do i have to get sick before the big game
i wanna play soccer, i want to score goals
but how am i going to when i have sore soles (the bit of my feet)
Mother said to me 'you need medicine'
'Never' i repiled, 'not that taste again'
So i went to bed in pain and sorrow
Hoping that i would be better tomorrow