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Recently I have read alot of the Mockingjay so im going to write a poem that lives somewhere around the hunger games.
Tik tok says the clock
Time sinks in your stomach like a rock
It slowly elapses
Although thats when your life collapses
Its when the the hovercraft comes to pick your body up
Your emotions erupt
Because you know you have won
Althogh thats when the pressure of death feels like a ton.
Becoming The Bird
She wants me to become the Mockingjay
Its a serious game I have to play
Cant put a toe out of line
Because if I do Snows's body wont be mine
Gale will die
If Peeta goes I will cry
I will be the Mockinjay
And thats all im allowed to say
Run From ......
Run from cato run from clove
For the beautiful bow and arrow I dove
Although i really missed
And at that time I was very pissed
Nothing but my pack
Im scared for Peeta so I look back
He has gone to the cornicopia and made some friends
In my head I thought thats where his life ends
With them he ran away
Its the hunger games that he will have to play
And brewing inside me is anger and wrath
Thats when I see the huge bloodbath
Gross and pooling
And at this time I know the audience is drooling
Im playing a very dangerous game
By the end of this everyone will know my name!
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