Icon Story //by Joyce.//

One day I told mum I wanna be superman!

Mum said superman isn't real.

I knew she don't believe in me.

I took rice and started to dream,oh how fun can it be.

If I am superman,I'll eat rice.

Ended up killing mice.

I want to be superman,but a mice killer is just fine.

I guess I'll just water my rosie-tosey.

I want to be superman,wearing my underpants,flying

around the world helping to kill evil villains.

But mum say,"you better learn your homework before you

go to bed."I'm tired of the nag,I want something new.

Killing mice and watering plants are new!

Sometimes imaginary is good,What are you thinking now?

Do you want to be the next president?

Do you want to be the next Armstrong?

Do you want to join me?

Imaginary is better than the real world.

I want freedom like pigeons,

Flying around like superman.

What do you think?

:)

End.

by //joyce.//