Nina Arnesen

häromdagen fick jag en uppgift i engelska C att skriva en personlig dikt om någon. Verkligen Personlig så jag tog min mamma som offer;)
Denna knopade jag ihop, visst rimmen är lite halv taskiga men jag gillar den. Det är min älskade mamma i ett nötskal

Poem to my mother

Memory as a gold fish
Her mouth fast as a shark
She talks English like a running river
Dancing bugg with dad in the dark
She can be awake for almost 3 days in a row
She can also smoke thirty cigarettes in one day
Her red face gets purple in the sun, but not a single mole
Snowstorm, heavy rain ore icy as hell she´s out driving anyway

Sat 10hours in the waiting room just because my stomach was ill
But still no sad face ore bad mood, only hungry and a little bit cold.
Her back is bent as a cheesdoodle, her weight as a leaf
working as a spy and catches drug dealers. On her spear time at swimming competitions why not catch a thief.

Yellow as a flower is her favourite colour on every shirt and jacket, thank good it's always on sale otherwise the family's economy would go to hell.      
 

Klurigt för dom som har lite svårt med engelska men jag gillar den:)


Mor&Dotter
alwas by my side