Sijo poem

May 11, 2012
By Adam Yde SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
Adam Yde SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Oh cr**, another assignment—what should I do? Man, poems suck.
Sitting, I stare into space. I’m screwed, I need a miracle.
There it is—the miracle I needed: the bell for lunch.



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