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Little birds, in the sky they are playing,
Dipping, soaring, happily chirping,
Music to my listening ears.

Away they fly, fleet by fleet,
Heading for south in a thick black sheet,
Bringing with them all my fears.

Joy.

iS dIz pOem GOOD oR wAd!!??

Ladies n GentLemen,
i am PROUD to annouce that this poem is composed n written by:

= LOUD DRUMROLL =
= LOUD DRUMROLL =
= LOUD DRUMROLL =

my SISTER!!
yez!
ok, so i helped wif e last word 'Joy' part, but STILL.
AND she is still in primary school!!
lalala...
EVEN THOUGH
1) i haf muscle aches n foot bruises...thanx to the limitless footwork - i hate that e MOSTEST - from the first june holidae badminton training..owowowowow!!
2) haf not finished my math tuition homework and tuition is tOmOrrOW..
3) find out i do not haf enuff money to spend on the BIG DOGGIE IN WATSONS!!! WAH!!! which is pathetic really bcuz it means i haf less than $19.90 in the first week on the June HOliDaes ALONE =p

BUT
1) i will still be grateful for all that i have n take care not to take it all for granted =)
2) I AM GOING TO SUNTEC CITY TOMORROW!! gonna shop till i drop but i ll neva STOP...( !yay! X 1000 )
3) take a gooooooood loooooong sleep tonite! dark eyebags no more!
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