The girl’s table
The girl filled with excitement,
Puts her school bag on the floor.
Puts her lunchbox on the table,
She puts her water bottle put on the table too.
The call of her mum in the morning, and the moaning too.
Turning off and on the lights put on The table,
On the table she put thoughts and fears,
The plans to play roblox,
The playing and watching she puts on the table.
She lays the smell of McDonald’s,
The day her sis was born.
The table wobbled and stood strong,
She keep pilling things on.