A Motion Picture
Though i was only sixteen,
all i knew was attitude and boys
But in all a day it changed
When i peeked into a large room
The room was dark and with one light wall
All i saw was people running around the wall
I finished watching it and scurried out of the way
Before a massive group of rich pigs came out
when they all left i snuck into the room and felt the wall
Confused and puzzled how it happen
I ran back to school and told my friends about it
i told them it was like a picture but it came alive
I heard they were called Motion Pictures
I have watched them ever since
Now over sixtie i love movies
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