Mood Poem

By Shakira, Stage 4

Oh the thought of the day put a frown on my face
As I traveled along the concrete path.
As I arrived at the gate, I saw something I hate
The absence of my dear old mates

As they finally arrived the bell started to chime,
And the hive started to move along

My ears started to ring
When the monster let out a scream
Causing headaches over and over again

The bell finally chimed
The hive looked alive as they started to leak out of the gate
I dragged my feet along the path as I stumbled, at last I had arrived

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