Poem plz do not plagiarize make original

I'm living the dream today

I get to be in the big parade

marching and singing to the beat

I hope this day never ends, its much too sweet

Can we put our day into a glass jar

and keep it forever I guess a globe is similar

Today I'm living the American dream

I never want it to end, it would ruin my self-esteem

I lived every day putting up a fight

against all of those thoughts who thought they were right

They liked screamed and kick

which only made me follow my wish

How did I do it

I must say

I never found out even today

I just know that this was meant to be

That good old childhood dream

Today I got to follow my dream

My descriptions aren't even a bit extreme

When you practice what you wish

Some day you might receive this gift

Explanation:

Hope this helps! :)

Those lovely days,

When the cuckoos made their beautiful sound,

And little kids who played on the ground,

But my youth, it fades...

I sat today on my wheelchair,

Thinking about the mundanity of life,

When the cuckoos stopped singing

and when, they ran away, that spice

The spice was none other than my face,

burnt with red marks

As I covered my face with a cloth

I realized about the human race.

They love you when you are young,

Call you names and cuddle,

But when you grow up.

The spikes of beauty are flung.

the answer is most likely c. it shows us that the rules that the pigs make can change on a whim whenever it suits the pigs purpose.

hope this

uncanny would be like unlucky or disaster. you can look for more in the dictionary or if you have text book then turn to a. 17 but it's different with textbooks.