WALHT: write a poem using personification
As I am punched
With a tightly clenched fist
I rush through the air
With a breeze trying to stop me
Then gravity pulls me down
It keeps on dragging me down
Then all of a sudden
I am hit with a forearm
I feel the same rush flying through the air
I feel fingers and hands all over me
I hit the ground with the force of a falling wrecking ball
I hear screaming and cheering as I am just laying there in wait
What am I?
Written by Zain and Harrison
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