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Post by Alex on Aug 27, 2008 20:15:44 GMT -6
"Sweet dreams!" screamed the tree, As it covered me with his leaves. "Good night!" said the kite, As it flew past my head.
"Good day!" squeaked the blue jay, As it perched next to me. "Afternoon!" yelled the balloon, As it soared through the sky.
"Nature greets me in all their own way!" I explained, To all who I met "Good luck!" My shrink told me, when I told him just that.
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Post by Leesha on Aug 27, 2008 21:50:03 GMT -6
That reminds me of a poem I had to write in HS. I like it
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Post by Alex on Aug 27, 2008 21:52:10 GMT -6
Thanks
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Post by Leesha on Aug 27, 2008 21:53:51 GMT -6
YW
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