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Dec 05, 2003 21:47

i had a coce a and my friend wanted to smocka i called the policeB and my friend pet beetB and that was the end of smokingA.

-margaret neal jones 11-9-96

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vincentmaloy December 5 2003, 20:51:18 UTC
you were much more an advance writer then i was. ghe poem i wrote today went like this:
a nail on a hand in a hall.
peircing pointing. understandable.
acussing me of thinking and looking.

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ex_keytar698 December 5 2003, 20:55:41 UTC
oh yeah? i think you remember my rocking 2nd grade diary from earlier tonight. here's a good one:
Feb. 2, 1996
it's a bad day so far. but... I STILL LOVE LIFE! (followed by a drawing of clouds.)
very poetic, yet concise.

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