The poem by Rocco
I would take,
an orange lamborghini as fast as a SSC Tuatara to drift away from the police,
a haws hungry golden beak to catch fishes at high speeds,
a star stole from Spain’s night sky.
I would take the sound of ,
Crashing waves calling my name ,
the sound of a police siren chasing the criminal ,
The sound of people shouting my name while I was on the stage of celebrities.
I would take the taste of,
Meatball and spaghetti,
The taste of 20 chicken nuggets from Mc Donald,
The taste of green lime on some tasty oven chips.
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