The town was usual enough; it had
A cookie time
A diary that sold lollies milk bread
And a school
That I never went to
My brother and I
Did what boys do - made a go kart
And hooned down the street to Cookie Time,
Got a bucket and ate cookies
Like a hungry tigers, and raced
Back to the house and went
Around the house before colliding with the door frame!
Doing nothing important.
by Logan
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