THE STREETER’S BELONG

 Streeter’s is my school’s name
Top in Streeter’s is like my nickname
My name has something that I have to show
Because I am only who rising to the top
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And T.I.S is my really name

Educations and money are my friends
I’m a truthful and people believer
I promise you tomorrow and today
That I will never go away
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And treasure is my really name

Soil, rain and even sunshine
Help me to grow and bloom in my life
I always smell as sweet
Then red is my favourite
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And rose is my really name

Professional letters are always found
I write, I read and I send
When I fly to and fro
The inside secret remains inside
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And box is my really name

That mother her name is queen
And father his name is king
Their son is a handsome prince
And we are pretty princesses whom you see
Don’t you know who are we yet?
We’re the Streeter’s belong
And royals are our really names

The coming future is my will
Though reality may not come
I try my best to make you strong
Waking up in the morning is not funny
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And bright dream is my really name

I’m sorry for wasting your time
Oh! Wait and let me finish my poem
Can you please thank me now?
When English becomes to you
Don’t you know who am I yet?
I’m the Streeter’s belong
And favour is my really name

 © Zanzibar Poems