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steve |
Sometimes I think our world is
A Neon atom
In a spec of dust
Inside an empty fishbowl
Sitting on a stool
In a darkened stage
Somewhere in Boston.
Wrote that when I was in 7th grade. The teacher didn't know what to do
with it and gave it back to me.
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reach |
At least he/she let you keep it. | ||
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remmers |
Sets up a recursive loop. The teacher probably couldn't handle that. | ||
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arianna |
<Erinn smiles...it seems that poems are about as accepted here as prose is accepted in the poetry cf.> | ||
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remmers |
<Yes, but look at the date this poem was entered: October 23, 1991. This was long before the poetry cf. existed.> | ||
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sashi |
nice..i remeber one i read in a wodehouse
thimothy robbins
goes
hoppity
hoppity
hoppity
hop
the staoy is allabout curing the poet fo his poetry:-) but i really think Urs
is a gem..
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nistel |
lot of thought for a 7th grader. i'm sure i'd want to see your train of thought now - older, wiser. i'm not sure it'll be any different. anyway, congrats on the piece. obscure though its interpretations are many and one can dream. good work. | ||
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scout |
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prasadsd |
Hey Awesome poem for a seventh grader keep up the good work;-) | ||
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