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 Gavin Poem In his dark lair Under his stairs In his chair While he would stare At his shortened hair For he would cry To the sky Over the river Through the woods Went he, to his dog’s grave Inside him went a warm glow Of kindness Of niceness Within him after it melted the snow Well, that is my poem. I hope that all words in it are a preposition. It is titled Gavin for that person sits by me in class. For those of you who know Gavin personally, this should be hilarious. To those of you who do not know Gavin, this should be very confusing. Article posted February 16, 2012 at 05:53 PM • comment (2) • Reads 841 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments  This is amusing. Wait until my poem is up. You will find out where Alex's thoughts live.
Comment Posted on February 23, 2012 at 09:39 PM by
RohanVery funny.
Comment Posted on February 23, 2012 at 08:42 AM by
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 About the Blogger Gian-Luc Jordan, we all miss you so much. Always in the hall, I always heard “hey look, its Gian-Luc.” Everyone in the hall turns and looks & what do you see? Gian-Luc with a big smile on his face. His smile always shined like the sun. I always saw him with his friends laughing, smiling, laughing, anything you could think of. His family dearly loved him. He had a big sister and little siblings. I thought Luca was pretty cool and super nice. He was one of my friends, even though I didn’t get to talk to him much. He had SO much energy around his friends. I always think of him and pray for his family. You were loved so much. I miss you so much Luca. |
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