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Rhyming Poem

January 13, 2022
By Sheldon121 BRONZE, O'fallon, Missouri
Sheldon121 BRONZE, O'fallon, Missouri
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Poems aren't my strong suit,

Let alone English class.

I want to be at home,

Where I have time to pass. 

 

My mom, games, and dogs,

Wait behind the door.

But instead I'm writing on chopped up logs,

When I could be on my floor. 

 

I wanna go home,

Just like Sandy Cheeks.

School just hurts my brain,

And I'm still here for weeks. 


The author's comments:

This poem was supposed to have a bit if truth and irony to it at the same time, being that english class was never my best, and that I'm still able to write a poem about how I'm not good at writing poems


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