a poem by Laynie gosney Knauss Zenickova Macleon
why do I think of this?
how do I make thing go smooth without confusion?
I try to avoid unnecessary puzzlement
I do mind my mood and my academic progress
a school kids have a cell phone,
he plays a game in it, NORMAL!
a human who attends high school own a individual blog,
it is free, no charge, no bills,
why not making it normal?
bb caller, t-mobile, samsung, galaxy 4, tom,
we all seem adapting ourself to a new planet—-blogging sophere
a ball which rolls with unexpected power
landing on one is good,
it speaks of your type of language…