This is a poem–guess who I am writing about!
Come, my boy, and you shall see;
Of places you thought would never be;
Under the sea, high in the air;
And we will always find a way out of despair;
Aqualungs and a big balloon;
Professor Arronax and his platoon;
Jump in, my boy, and we;
Will discover many things under the sea;
The adventures I make may have dilemmas that hinder our path;
Like a gigantic octopus known to trash;
From the Earth to the moon;
A gigantic pod taking off with a deafening boom;
Of places you thought would never be.
I am a 16 year old with writing skills and emotions.