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AM (October 1,1993 / Baton Rouge, Louisiana)

Pencils

Poem By Alex M.ller

My pencil is made of pine wood.
Its writing is not as it should.
With each splinter I'm sad
With each break I get mad
So it's in Pencil Heaven for good.

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ah, sweet and short,
This was a really short and simple poem. Good job!


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