Monday, August 19, 2019
kiss the sky :: essays research papers
 Ten people sit, waiting to embark  On a journey to a place called Jurassic Park.  They sit impatient, they canââ¬â¢t wait to leave  Too see something none of them have ever seen.  Theyââ¬â¢ve seen it in movies and on TV  But never in real life like they are about to see.  Although it will be exciting to be there,  Itââ¬â¢s as well a dangerous atmosphere;  For they all tried to run when they heard the roar  But they all got eaten by a dinosaur.  So all we know is who they were;  Nothing from after or from before  But I will tell you what I can guess  About all these people, Iââ¬â¢ll do my best.    There was a man who played on the stage  And for each film he made, earned a hefty wage.  He was an actor in huge demand  Any sum of money would be placed in his hand.  He could make you think he was anyone  He could even convince his father he wasnââ¬â¢t his son.  Although in his head he wasnââ¬â¢t too bright  His personality was more than all right.  The other nine like him, and thatââ¬â¢s no surprise  He was especially easy on the eyes.    The man who with the actor bonded best  Was a man with a million dollar wrist.  On the cover of every sports magazine  And being him was every boyââ¬â¢s dream.  He was a bit short-tempered, but liked to joke  They all thought he was funny, even the old folks.  Although he could play many sports  He was also a gentleman of many sorts.  He was quite a charmer, pure to the core  No girl could ever ask for anything more.    Next on the list was a man who sang  And when he did, on every word you would hang.  For he could set the mood of any situation  And make something small into a big sensation.  Although he was not much to look at  His words were rich like butter is fat.  He was a college man but not very bright  He never studied during the day, but he sang at night.  He was rather shy and kept to himself  Until he was on stage, then his songs he would belt.    Then there was a man with utmost control  Boss of the country was his role.  Every decision was of his own  He could change anything by making a call on the phone.  But thatââ¬â¢s okay, he was quite trusted  And so neat about everything, even his ironing board was dusted.  Everything he wore looked brand new  Itââ¬â¢s like everything he wore, he had two.  He had great posture, even when he sat  He stepped very lightly, just like a cat.  					    
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