The Mysterious Poem By Vincent Tran
In the room of lunch,
I ate until my tummy got huge.
In the room of puppies,
They all raged over me.
In the room of flying hoverboards,
I rode until I crashed.
In the room of superior books,
I decided to read.
In the room of water bottles,
I did a cap flip.
In the room of salt,
I stung my fragile, precious eyes.
In the room of beds,
I rested my sleepy, tired head.
In the room of perfect football,
I shot the ball into action.
In the room of gaming PC’s,
I was ecstatic that I won.
In the room of sweets,
I ate too much and went bonkers.
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