On the last day, from a crowd,
I came out of the gate with a girl.
With my bicycle, caught in a whirl.
I put my giant bag on the seat
Meanwhile, the girl crossed the street.
So, I led, alone.
Then, three other girls joined
We walked, In a while they left.
Again, three girls. Same.
I was at the end of school lane.
All the girls fled out of sight.
I, alone, pretend to be alright.
In a swift I flew back to the gate,...