My bicycle travels and cuts through cold air
December approaches in this foreign land
And I procrastinate on the blog post at hand
Last Sunday I moved to a new family
Its closer to school, with sisters of three.
Three as in quantity, not of age.
Shout out to the Palms on this page
I was walking back home late at night
With my death glare on and scarf wrapped tight
When I saw a dansk rider out on his bike
And then he upchucked in my line of strike
Miraculously he did so with ease
His throwup discarded as he swept on like a breeze
Thankfully I emerged without harm
And I made my way home, clean but alarmed
Such is a normal occurance at hand
For the Danes like to drink and bike in this land
Christmas approaches and my money runs thin
I guess I will have to just give out my pins
As an exchange student, my pins run abundant
I have brazillians ones by the hundred
Along with Christmas, Thanksgiving arrived,
Yesterday evening and my spirits thrived
On the turkey and stuffing on instagram
But resorted to crackers and leftover jam
While I'm rambling on I thought I should say
I went to see Gravity the other day
It was super good and I recommend it
Almost as shocking as the cost for the ticket
Everything here is twice as expensive
So naturally shopping will make me defensive
But the brazen red logo of H&M beckons
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