(about me poem for school)
Summer I feel is just to hot
I feel my skin might just rot.
Winter i think is simply to cold
I'll be found within a fold.
Spring is the time to plant new pots,
it is also the time to take new shots.
autumn is the time to be bold,
so I'll be found with my voice being trolled.
Nature is my favorite world,
with my thoughts always swirled.
Dancing is my favorite game,
when i dance i feel like a flame.
American Eagle and such I boycott,
but my attention will be caught
with something shiny such as gold.
this mind of mine is uncontrolled