'Hola everyone , today we will be writing poems' cheered miss holiday her normal cheery self
'Miss Holiday '
'Yes Rachel,
'What must the poem entitle?'
'It's got to be a poem on lovvvve'
R pove
okay let's have a go
I love him,
I love him like I love stars,
No that looks terrible also it looks like im trying to hard
I love him,
I love him like I love stars
I used to adore him,
But then he went for her,
So I sinned,
But ended singed,
So perhaps the singer,
He must be a winner,
But no got wrecked to,
So it became him once more,
Till my heart became the cost to pay,
So il go back to the singer.