Thursday, March 11, 2010

apostrophy poem...(To the Yellow Rose of Texas)

You stand up and check the roll
To look for absentees
you scroll down your paper-- and a strange thing
do you see

the class was very empty
none of the kinds were there
you wondered what had happened
the thought you could not bare

u run outside to find that ---
your kids have gone a-stray
they stayed out for recess too long
the bell didn’t ring that day

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