O M G Poem by me poet yeps poet

OMG all know
'tis a mark of exclamation
what!
Now listen to me...

I was dressed as a girl for five years
sent to a convent clothed so little exposed
fairer than fair skin may be a girl with in

till

One day my lovely kid teacher maybe then seventeen
took me to the petrichor field
it just rained a drop or two
she sat open wide couldn't hide
I jumped and then realized the difference

Ran homewards a mile long
she ran but breathless not strong
I told mom tomorrow no convent
she agreed
sweet girl have a glass of water my kid will now not come hereafter She smiled yes ma'am and waved then back to school thereafter
OH MY GUY!
Sweet boy!