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Post by Femtimon on Jan 15, 2006 11:28:18 GMT -5
I've been going through my old class literature books and I found a poem that I wrote in third grade. Makes no sense and is kinda funny.
Proud Feels like the fur of an animal. Tastes like rotisserie chicken. Looks like my stuffed animal Matty. Smells like a Tootsie Roll. Sounds like Princess barking when she's excited.
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Post by Femtimon on Jan 15, 2006 11:31:47 GMT -5
The things you find hidden away!!!
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