Well, this is the end of the first week of the debate camp I attended and I still have one more week to go! Today was our free-day so I decided it would be the perfect time to write this month’s poem. So here’s a poem about debate camp.
As I hold my two pens in hand
Different colors
Scratching my head for thoughts
A simple scholar
Arguments get heated quite quick
As approached with nuance
Hopefully, the defense will stick
Thought to review on
The round continues to debate
Constantly hoping
Hoping
That the judge will negate
The round is over
No hard feelings
As we leave the room with the win
Squealing.
A Denizen's Poems 