Sometimes when I get bored in class,
I like to write poetry.
It's very good and it smells like grass.
And it usually rhymes.
And sometimes it has rhythm.
Sometimes.
Monday, February 23, 2009
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Here be the place, ye peer mentor mateys. Harbor yer ships (a piratey word for "thoughts") in this lagoon, where ye ken share experiences, funny stories, ideas, or good news. Arr, it also be a good place to post funny quotes ye hear in the office. Bon voyage!
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