Johnny
Johnny
Coach called his name
He sprinted into the dugout
The conversation was short
He came out in slow walk
He didn’t make his way back to the group
He headed off to the parking lot
Where his ride was waiting for him
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Johnny
Johnny
Coach called his name
He sprinted into the dugout
The conversation was short
He came out in slow walk
He didn’t make his way back to the group
He headed off to the parking lot
Where his ride was waiting for him
Hey! I just wanted to say thanks for following my blog, and good luck with your two stories! It’s really impressive that you made the effort to learn English. I saw you are writing a story via poems, and just wanted to let you know that is called a “novel in verse” here in the US. I love novels in verse, so good luck! 🙂
-Mandy
Thanks for that info! No problem 🙂