Hi peeps, this time I decided to make a poem, which as a plot line, and you know what I mean, so enjoy and yes I know it's bad.
There were four kids,
who were in a band,
they wanted to be famous,
well-known to the land.
The band-leader Corey,
with a crazy plan,
that might just work,
he is the front-man.
Laney the band-manager,
in love with Corey,
he too oblivious,
you have to feel sorry.
Kin and Kon,
they are both twins,
complete opposites,
either one wins.
The guitarist Corey,
booked them a gig,
to play at a party,
it was going to be big.
Corey's big sister,
heard the whole thing,
she told her friend Mina,
what to bring.
When the band arrived,
to the huge party,
Laney the bassist asked,
"do we have lyrics which are heart?"
Corey bopped her nose,
which made her heart flutter,
he said he's got a plan,
but they needed some butter.
Trina arrived,
with an evil grin,
but her best friend Mina,
was holding a bin.
Trina pushed Mina,
into the band,
the bin was filled,
with golden sand.
The band stood there,
covered in sand,
Mina looked worried,
wanting to give a hand.
Laney enraged,
she had a hot head,
she went up to Trina,
saying she's dead.
Trina got angry,
she was in the air,
in diary mode,
flames everywhere.
She flew back down,
in Corey's hand,
the pink diary,
lyrics for the band.
After the gig,
Kin and Kon,
had some cheese,
and a bon bon.
Laney asked Corey,
"Have any inspiration?"
A spotlight shine,
for the duration.
Corey nodded his head,
he spoke what he learnt,
of the experience,
Laney was burnt.
"Those would've made,
some good lyrics Core,
why didn't you think,
of them, BEFORE!"
