Hmpf.

I'm so bored now, so I think I'll 'publish' my poem. Muaha, my first time trying something like this, but I guess things ended up not bad.

Check the postscripts.

While In Italy by Erina

While in Italy,
I stayed at the Gatti's.
Mauro Gatti was happy-go-lucky,
Papa Gatti was always jolly.
Mama Gatti was very very nice,
I stayed in Wonderland just like Alice.

While in Italy,
We were La NUS* Wind Symphony. (This was how the emcees introduced us)
The audience were indeed merry,
Like the widow we were acting.
Had a stint with Saldarini,
An honour that came knocking.

While in Italy,
I had a fun time marching.
The weather was scorching,
And my darling, oh, so heavy.
But I was still enjoying,
To see the Columbian band dancing.

While in Italy,
It was cool but sunny.
We paid money to go sight-seeing,
More was gone to pigeon-feeding.
Churches-a-plenty,
But we didn't feel stodgy.

While in Italy,
Gelato, ate too many.
Pasta, never-ending,
Wine was free-flowing.
Clothes, too expensive,
Cafétiera is for coffee.

While in Italy,
Dogs were big and small.
I fell for Wolf,
Who just couldn't woof!
An amazing experience in Besana,
For the little mind of Erina.

*'Nus' rhymes with 'moose'

Ta-daa.

Nice right. (Giggles)