This is a poem I had to do for a creative writing class. It's about Color Gurd. If you dont know what that is look up Winter Guard on Youtube, there is a video next to this to help you understand as well. But any way this is a poem from the point a view of a rifle when someone is learning how to spin and toss it. Hope you like it and please share your opinion on it!
Rifle
I hit the floor again
But I can't be mad
She is learning
And the others say it can be hard
She is trying
She tosses me again
Too much
Smack to the floor
It can be ruff sometimes
The sabres say they have it worse
Hahaha Please
They are as thin as twig
And get used less
Smack to the floor
Too little that time dear
But they don't get used by rookies
The girls whotaped us usethem
Not the ones who speal and hide from us
Perfect
Smack to the hands
Good Job dear
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