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It’s been a while since I last did poems. ^^; Anyway, here’s a rhyming poem! XD

The school bell rings,
Everyone runs out of the gate
I, however, spread my wings.
Down there, I see my mate
My mate didn’t notice me at all
Which is good but I’m about to fall!
I continue to fly
through the clear blue sky.
On my face, there’s a shining light beam
so this was nothing but a dream!

It’s been a while since I last did these poems. ^^;

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Hehe… I don’t have a crush on anyone but… sometimes, I can act a bit tough and cold to others and I’m actually kind on the inside. ^^;

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I know….I said it late…… did I? 0.0

Just when the lesson in Magic School was about to start, the headmaster walked in the classroom.

“Sorry for interrupting your lesson, I have a very important to announce.” said the headmaster.

“Oh, very important? Well then, please tell us the announcement.” replied the teacher.

“Well, we are going to be leaving this school and instead, every pet here will attend the famous school, Magic Pet School.” said the headmaster.

“Why? The reason why this school, Magic School, exists because there are pet who live near this school. Those pets need education. It’s going to take a while for the pets who live here to travel to Magic Pet School.” replied the teacher.

“Well, I just told the pets at the nearby homes to leave this place to move to Pika Pika City.” replied the headmaster.

“Very well. We’ll do it now.” said the teacher.

“Eh?! We are moving schools? But why? T^T.” cried one pet.

“I don’t know, this is a great school! We have to move to Magic Pet School? Why exactly do we have to move school and also live in Pika Pika City?” asked another pet.

“We may never know why we have to move……..” replied another pet.

The teacher was busy with her stuff, packing her stuff. The three pets decided to write in three blank notebooks. One notebook was titled “History of Magic School”, the second was titled “The School Life in Magic School” and finally, the last one was titled “Why this school is abandoned and the nearby residence is silent”. Usually when the teacher is busy, she gives the pets some free time.

“Um…… can you explain why we are doing this?” asked one of the pets that were writing in the notebooks.

“It’s like a time capsule! Anyone that comes here can read the notebooks and learn about this wonderful school!” replied the pet who had the idea. Then, at the end of the day, every pet was carrying their belongings and were traveling to Pika Pika City. The only things that were left in Magic School were the furniture and the three notebooks…

End of prologue

Yep! It’s going to be called “School Life at Magic Pet School”! :D I’m going to start soon.

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Hope everyone has a great time. :)

The day is getting closer….. i’m getting excited! :D

I’m not really ready to write poems. ^^; But i’ll write them soon. Anyway, here’s an Acrostic poem on Sanriotown!

Sanriotown, an awesome website!

A website where you can talk to other Sanriotown users.

No to mean people!

Rules in the Sanriotown forums are fair.

Integrated with Hello Kitty Online.

Other features in Sanriotown include Dream Studio, Blog and many more!

There are friendly forum moderators,

Otherwise, the mean people in the forums would remain!

Who wouldn’t like this website?

No one of course! Or there might be…..depending….

Ah! That was fun! I should write more…. ^.^

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