A poem By Jhoana Marie Quilon.
For everything, I like to collect things of color pink,
I hate to smell stuffs that always stink.
I always vandalize, a waste of ink,
When I do nothing, I just think.
I hate to look at dark green,
Also at people who harms and are mean,
And to people to my actions are always keen,
I hate them when I started to be a teen.
I love to hear a music,
I am always observant to logic,
I’ve never seen a trick or magic,
And I hate to take medicine when I’m sick.
I’ll give everything to those I care for,
Even if it’ll take a decade or more.
As exag as to drink a shore,
As welcome as the width of an open door.
I love to play guitar,
I also want to see a shooting star,
I don’t want to walk if it’s too far,
In terms of flavor, the best is sweet and sour.
I always want to test and try,
Before I take a thing and buy,
In front of my crush, I’m always shy,
This is me, myself and I.
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