Where is my mummy?
The water is growing higher.
Higher and higher it doesn’t stop.
Water is gushing everywhere and people are screaming.
Mummy I yell but it’s too late
Fighting for my life, I kick and scream
Like the people before me I start to sink lower and lower.
I can’t breath
Where is my mummy?
it has to be about a frightening aspect of nature.
this is meant to be about tsunami. lol i know it's gay.
help me make it better?
2007-07-24
22:04:33
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➔ Poetry