This poem is gonna be about rhyming
So Please don’t deny me.

This poem is really serious
But to some of you it may be mysterious.

So let me get my flow
Okay here we go.

There were these kids
Who think they are big.

They play around
Until one was on the floor surround.

They was scared and were crying
When that one kid was dying.

They know they got in some trouble
Now that one kid is on the ruble.

The kids stop what they were doing
And got back to moving.

The kids had stopped
And went back to their spot.

Please don’t pretend
because your life will end.

Or worse
You may lose someone.