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My first poem in Mr.Johnson's class..
The more I look at it, the funnier it sounds.. hehe
7/1/2004
A promise was made about a month ago
I shall be thoroughly prepared for the upcoming test
Time swept by as quickly as the flowers blossomed and withered
And here I am, standing in the middle of nowhere
Completely lost, looking for direction
Someone is at my door, knocking hard, pounding deep
Not fully prepared for my guest
My heart starts to jiggle, up to the point of bursting apart
What shall become of my, I ask myself,
The oppression of my guest getting heavier
As the pounding enlargens
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