Analysis Of The Poem ' Ah, The Sweet Smell Of Victory '

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“Ah, the sweet smell of victory.” Helga thought to herself as she walked down the hallway with Arnold, a triumphant smirk on her face as she reveled at the shock expressions on her friends’ faces. As if this moment wasn’t spectacular enough, Lila was also one of the many shocked observers. Life could be oh so sweet sometimes. “Hey, Helga, I’ve got to stop by my locker real quick.” Arnold’s voice broke her out of her bliss. “I’ll see you in class, okay?” “Okay, Arnold! Bye!” She waved him off, struggling to maintain normality as she could hear her friends’ frantic footsteps approaching. “Helga!” Rhonda was the first to reach her. “Oh, Hello, Ladies. What a beautiful morning we’re having, don’t you agree?” Helga grinned as she continued to walk down the hallway. “Very funny, Helga. Quit joking around! Why did you and Arnold come to school together?” “I’m sorry? I’m ever so sure I don’t know what you mean.” Helga added as she walked past Lila, who was so obviously green with envy, her green shirt seemed yellow in comparison. “Who is this Arnold? I don’t believe I know anyone by that name.” “Helga...If you don’t start talking-” Rhonda began but Phoebe’s hand on her shoulder stopped her. “It’s fine, Rhonda. Come on. If we leave now, I’m sure we’ll make it to the library before homeroom, and print out those pictures of Helga we took last night. I’m sure Arnold will find them most amusing.” Helga stopped immediately and turned to face the two girls. “DON’T YOU DARE!” “I’m sorry?”

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