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2011年1月3日 星期一

poem

Stationery


Sends me on journeys
To school, back home
And tossed about with bottles,
Textbooks and comics
In me,
Old pens,
New erasers,
Eight pencils,
Rulers lying here and there, mouldy
Yuck! That isn’t me. Or is it?


Seek me why Master
Takes me to school
And leaves me in his schoolbag for
The whole day long
It is irritating to know how
Oswald, my Master behaves
Never does his homework
Even skips school
Rotten, rotten, rotten
Yeah, that’s my life.

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