jake's poem.

Tonight, Jake shared a poem with me that he wrote for class. He said, "it's called a what if poem."

You'll understand why when you read it.

What if a minute was an hour?
What if there was no shower?
I would smell very sour.
What if the sun was too hot?

I would surely rot.
What if I died and couldn't say bye?
What if there was no saying hi?
I would surely cry.
What if I could not run and have fun in the sun?

What if I was not smart?
What if I had no heart?
What if I was very great?
What if I was no 8?
What if I left town?
I would leave with a frown.
What if?

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