I have a learning style, I never knew why.
Now I have to do an assignment, makes me cry.
Always thought it is fun to learn,
Or was it always learn to earn?
Now that I have to start my assignment in writing,
Need to go back to my earliest beginning.
Learned to walk holding my mother’s hand, I assume.
Before I knew it, cramming books I presume.
Soon it’s off to grade school, more cramming ensues.
Advise pours in to keep it up, I can’t refuse.
Off to college and learning to earn a livelihood.
Forgot everything about my home and neighborhood.
Working for someone else is never too much fun.
Learning to earn is always being under the gun.
Experience is a hard teacher, that is something I learnt.
Never put your hand in fire unless you want it burnt.
Observing my mother doing her magic, I learnt to cook.
Never read a recipe, never cooked the books.
One thing I never learnt, in making money I fail,
I wish I learnt it early on
Wall Street c(r)ooks never go to jail.
Now that I am learning to blog, it is quite fun.
Daily assignments keeps me always on the run.
Slowly but surely I am coming to the last line,
Suddenly I have realized I have learnt to rhyme.
Now that you know all my secrets, tell me why
Do I really need to have my own writing style?
This post is in in response to Blogging 101 Day 11 Assignment Daily Propmpt – My Writing Style
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