When our class heard about poetry we all felt the same,

We thought the teacher was insane,


I just wanted to walk out the door,

Ian even cried on the floor,


Mason ran over the bridge,

Grayson even hid next to the fridge,


We were all struck with fright,

But the teacher said to be bright,


In our brains,there were just clouds,

Everyone started to crowd,


I was confused at first glance,

But then I wanted to dance,


With joy my heart fills,

All I could do is think about daffodills,


The anger slowly crept away,

Write more poetry,I may…

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