Bring it onA Poem by Annabelle Lee
Scream for the boys I like
Clap for the ones I don't And by the end of the night I have a sore throat Trash talking with the rowdy crowd In the high school gym Cussing the officials out Holding our breath when the ball rims I scream louder than all the cheerleaders combined I get rough with both teams Screming out real loud REBOUND WHITE The other team's cheer squad hates me It's a close game, Going in to OT My friends, my school We all stop breathing. Pull ahead by two then four then six A girl can really get used to this Victory for WC And everyone screams except for me My throat is raw and my voice is gone But when we're at home We bring it on © 2013 Annabelle LeeReviews
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8 Reviews Added on January 23, 2013 Last Updated on January 23, 2013 AuthorAnnabelle LeeMiddle of NowhereAboutHello everyone I am Annabelle Lee. I am FINALLY, after June 12, the ripe old age of fifteen. I'm a poet. I want to write novels, as well, but those do not belong on this site in hopes that someday .. more.. |

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