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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Thoughts on a Dead Squirrel

"These are the squirrels
cute furry and brown
These are the squirrels
that climb the trees down,"
was the first poem I ever wrote
and it was regurgitated to me
by my second grade teacher

What rhymes with brown?

Down.

Well there you go! Great job.
Now go back to your desk.

Squirrels
and rhyming poetry
have always bothered me.
Posted by Charish Halliburton at 11:34 PM

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