School
School is where you learn and play,you go there almost every day.
After Language Arts, its math and science,
But waking up early is such an annoyance!!!
School
School is where you learn and play,06-30-2009
06-29-2009
06/29/2009
06-27-2009
06/27/2009
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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