The Good Old Days

(i dedicate this poem to my friends jenny and leti...i will miss u guys xxx)

We would sit in the common room
and laugh till we cried
then jenny left for the loo
and me and leti would hide!

Throwing paper in the study room
and reading the daily news
escorting leti to her lessons
along with random abuse

glaring at Mr Morris
as he stared in silence back
random phrases and some star wars
from classmates Azeem and Jack

Adventures in the Mini
and attacks on the Ka
we've had so much fun, just us three
i will miss the good old days!