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Oct 16
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The Ski Weekend

Zippin and zoomin straight through the snow

Put on my boots and watch me go

The snow is very deep

I wake up early when the whole world is still asleep

And when i'm chilly to the socks

I run around like a snowy fox

I smell the waffles straight from the press

I zoom past the lines like i'm playing chess

I do my tricks to try and impress

The weekend is the time, no school! No homework! And no stress!

But suddenly monday rolls around and makes you feel depressed.

 
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  1. William
    Oct 16, 2018

    What a fun poem! I like the way you touch on all sorts of aspects of the weekend, such as figuring out the lift lines "like playing chess," and especially the way you capture the sense of smell with "waffles straight from the press."

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