Through high school, never went to a football game
And when I told my friends this, they called me lame
The final homecoming game was coming quick
To go to the game or not, I had to pick.
I don't really have interest in football
I also don't understand the game at all.
Preparations had to be done for the dance
That made me very exhausted in advance.
I heard it was going to be cold that day
Needed to find a way to be warm someway.
It helped a lot that it was on a Friday
That meant I could sleep longer the next day.
My friends said this was the last chance to go
At last, it seemed better to go with the flow.
It became a great memory for this year!

I really liked your poem! If only saw you at the game :c Don't worry Anjali you are never lame C:
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