S

“Sissy! Sassy! Saucy! Sissy! Sassy! Saucy! ” It is so much to say he found those words hard and palsy. He normally comes in morning around eight. I don’t even know what is making him so late. He usually sits at the back of this shaky room, He slouches like a monkey like one dory doom. I don’t know why he is not coming out of his shell, He is so lax but sly like this ringing soundly bell. He never ever talks when I said something right, He’s clingy odd guy who still searches one light. I don’t know how long he can be so seriously crazy, Sissy! Sassy! Saucy! Oh I can’t be so sorry. He has potentials but aren’t well used, He uses his brain that is commonly misused. I don’t know how long he can take stupid things seriously, Life will be wasted if he won’t use “S” wisely.