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Classroom Poem
Right now I am in room 2 next to my closest freinds. I see three people at the same table as me. The people are my friends. Their sweatshirts are black, green, and white. I see pencils working hard at work. I hear faint whisperers among the classroom. I taste pretzles. I smell the smell of kids in a classrom. I feel the hard wood of my pencil.
Article posted April 15, 2008 at 01:15 PM •
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hi im byongsun a high school kid from good old geelong high. i like how your poem all connects it makes a lot of sense. except i think that you should work on it though. OK cya later. ps can you please check out my blog and leave a comment!!! at http://www.classblogmeister.com/blog.php?user_id=97161&blogger_id=158155
Comment Posted on May 8, 2008 at 11:37 PM by
byongsun


Bitterness because I had somthing that tasted really bitter at lunch
Comment Posted on May 6, 2008 at 01:28 PM by
Annabeth

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