Hi people. I am a High school student and still in the process of making memories and cherishing the old ones.
Old is gold. Words that are bitter are litter. Touch wood. STD. Truanters(Bunkers). Mam he was the one talking I was doing my job........
My god! I still smile at the ridiculous things we pour bouts of crying laughter. I have pranked so many people in my class that sometimes in my dreams they come to avenge their teased embarrassed moments.
This poem is catalogue of my few school incidents that I still remember.

HAUNTED DREAMS
Oh! My dear friend.
Do you know we are having class this weekend?
Sorry to say he believes me
Comes on a holiday to meet me.
Oh! My dear friend.
I stole your notebook
As it gave it was actually my look.
Oh! My dear friend.
I backbited you to your crush
As always you are the one to get flush rush.
Oh! My dear friend.
You love mixing mentos(candy) in water
One day in your absence we all added are spits in order
To see you ,drink that spitsvilla soon
We all swooned to see you, get yourself doom.
Oh! My dear friend.
We enjoyed hitting on your head sitting at the back
To see your turned angry face sack.
Not one time, countless times we swap your ass
But you naive, let everyone pass.
Oh! My dear friend.
You are my entertainment
You do all my arrangement.
Let any other person trouble my buddy
I'll break my knuckles to punch him as bloody.
Oh! My dear friend.
I love you as my name
As you give me fame.
Oh! My dear friend.
Ready to get tame
As we get another lame.
Oh! My dear friend.
I call you by names that I sworned
Lemme copyright it as it's for you unborned.

"Buddies are together"
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