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Starfish O' starfish By Lisa, age 13 |
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Africa, my Africa, under azure colored skies, Africa, my Africa Look out! Darn tse-tse flies! MIDNIGHT POEM |
What if my bones were put in a museum, where aliens paid god money to see 'em? And what if they put the bones all wrong, sticking membranes to phlanges where they didn't belong? The museum would build a model in plaster, of ME to be called "Evolution's Disaster" Aliens would wonder how man survived all these years, with teeth covered arms growing out of his ears! |
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Every night as I'm asleep I travel through the lands, from forest green with life to slowly drifting sands. The humming of a bird atop a young and lively tree, makes me sing along with it, happy just to be. But when the light of dawn pops out from my window top, my imagination train soon comes to a stop. I start out on a fresh new day, and it clearly seems, that my adventures I had taken were only just a dream. by Hannah, age 15 |