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Hans Wilsen Poem
I have a second house
The tree house
Me and my friends likes to play in it
Even my friends are only a little bit
It is fun to play with them
As happy as you got a gem
But sadly
We have no more energy
The electricity was broken
It already happen
We cant fix it
Like your getting hit
But that’s fine
Cause the owner of the electricity have to pay the fine
For Ruining the fun
While we’re eating a bun.
(Sorry guys, I was only 10 years old when I made this and my English was terrible ??)
Copyright © Hans Wilsen | Year Posted 2017
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Hans Wilsen Poem
I have a second home,
A treehouse of our own.
My friends and I would laugh and play,
Even if they came just for a day.
It felt as bright as finding gold,
A little world we got to hold.
But slowly then, our energy died,
All the lights just flickered, sighed.
We couldn't fix what had gone wrong,
The fun had didn't last that long.
But that's okay, we still had fun,
Sitting together, sharing a bun.
Note :
Hey! I appreciate everyone who reads poem that I wrote 9 years ago when I was 10 years old. I wasn't fluent in English back then (as you can see from my grammar and wordings made no sense ????) and I don't even remember why I posted that poem. I accidently stumbled upon it and decided to make a "remastered" version just for fun. I hope that you can enjoy my poems that literally doesn't make any sense (because I decided to stick with the content and only fix my grammar) and have a nice day!
Copyright © Hans Wilsen | Year Posted 2026
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