The Worry Poem


Posted by 3lpupils | Posted in General News | Posted on 04-07-2015

Worry is a deep black

The sound of deafening silence

Tastes like foot in the mouth

And smells like gas in the air

Worry reminds me of the second eruption of Mount Vesuvius

Comments (3)

Sometimes I feel like that when I haven’t practiced for my times table challenge!

Well get practising the last test of the year is on Thursday

Holy Moly Satasoly! ( Well actually I knew that already!)
Good news Mrs Lynn on thursday ( the last times table challenge) I PASSED! I am now on European.

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