Bun

As I walk on a sand,
I heard someone says "band!"
But then as I stop and wave my hand,
She told me that I fell my bun.

Thanks to her I know,
That my food made of dough,
Fell on the first seat row,
And so I clean it up by giving air as I blow.

A bun that I had eaten,
Was got by a little kitten,
Whom I know is so cute as her mitten,
And so I gave it and let her read what's written.

Wanna know what's written?
This is my MINE and don't ever dare to grab it!


 I never thought, that as I connect up words and events I'll end up with a poem titled as BUN! hahahaha Hilarious. This was the poem I wrote when I studied for our Periodical Exams (but for the information of my readers, I never studied! I'll cross my fingers and wait for my exam's results. Wish me Luck!) ~Malycartee~