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Just a Kid

Only 5, only 6
Put in a room
where I don’t fit

You’re so smart,
you’re so bright
You must get all
the answers right.

Work, work, work
No play time now
Work, work, work
Don’t you dare show me a frown

A yearn to be with the other kids
Have fun in the sun
until the school-day
is done.

Don’t understand
this doesn’t make sense
The sight of my teacher
makes me want to wince

I’m just a kid
I want to say
But that is not true
I am changed
Because of you



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Mystiecub said...
Jul. 11, 2011 at 6:25 pm
Very nice poem, the last stanza made me think (which is a good thing to have your reader do)
 
CieraDesiree said...
Jul. 10, 2011 at 6:45 pm
I really like this, very nice=)
 
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