It was a gift from Nana. Swimming in his circular tank of water, the fish…
My Game
My Game
By Serra Stoliby
Red dirt and bruises are my fashion
we slide and we run
and also have fun
while doing it with passion
Our heart goes to the game
we do this everyday
but some will say
it’s lame
But, then we say
you’re not one of us
so dont make a fuss
but hey
you could be one of us
but first
you have to lose to us.