A Piece of Me
Dawn Mclaughlin
I went to a school a few
primary ones, coz we had to
move, never went nursery as I
was a poorly child, thought I
was clever at the age of 4,
running across a road, with
only icecrem in mind, Moores
was the name of a sweet shop
ith the best cola floats, a
sweety heaven for every child.
Hit by a van not looking or
seeing, in a cot as a bed in
hospital oh my head, my foot
it got burnt, a bit of tounge I
bit off, although my mum said
it was not enough, secondary
school boi that was a shock,
bullies galore, even the
sicence teacher, talking in
class, always naughty but
never that bad, if bouncing on
a trampoline without a teacher
in class, but feeling proud, coz
you know u were good, being
called the clown of the school,
in a whole assembly, telling
my mum, there she gos
stomping up the school, the
head teachers room A nun at
that, lied to my mother, saying
she never said that, but a
school in a assembly of over
200, never in my mums life as
ever known, a horried Nun
could ever lie, and till that day,
I will always say, I may be a
clown I don't care.. I was
brought on this earth, for a
good reason, and if its to
make you laugh, then I'm
happy a job done at last xxxx
Copyright © Dawn Mclaughlin | Year Posted 2013
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