NaPoWriMo Poem #6: A Clown?

6 04 2014

I woke up in the morning,
And I stepped on the floor,

I walked to the doorway,
And I opened the door.

I saw my elder sister,
She’s walking down the stairs,
I walked down behind her,
And saw a basket of pears.

I sat down on my chair,
To enjoy my clam chowder,
My sister took my bowl,
And sprinkled some white powder.

I chased my sister, around and around,
She jumped to the sofa and lied down,
She looked at me, as if I’m a clown,
She laughed so hard till she fell down.

CLown

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