Monday, 7 June 2010

Under Secrets

Poem by Oliva Barrio 1ºESO A

Under secrets

Under the sea,

I can see as well

As I read

Under the snow,

I feel the cold

Right in my nose

Under the table,

I feel able

To plug in the cable

Under my umbrella,

I see a young `fella´

Who in fact is a seller

Under the seat,

I take a sip

Of coco and a lemon drip

Next to the radiator,

I say good bye

To my friend the exterminator

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