March 11, 2010
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The tree shook with laughter in the warm breeze.
Her arms swatted away a small rodent,
Pochahontas's little raccoon friend.
Then the Indian beauty sat on her stump
And talked to the old willow about love.
She told of the white man who she had seen
One day on her walk over the river.
The old willow calmly listened to her,
Asking if she had gotten the man's name.
Pochahontas said he was called John Smith.

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Egyptiangirl13 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 25, 2010 at 8:42 am
wow i like this it has a good flow! awesome job!! THis leaves such a good image of this scene in my head!!please check out some of my work when you get the chance! it would mean a lot:)
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