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Thank you, Coach Busch,

for working us hard
in practice,
by making us run laps,
and doing pushups,
so we would grow stronger.

You buy
us ice-cream treats
and let us play the drill
when we serve for prizes
and I love my white and pink
volleyball T-shirt
and stuffed animal bulldog.

The words and phrases
you taught us—
and “do it to it”
has helped us
feel more confidence in ourselves.
You sharpened us
like a pencil
and erased our mistakes.

Coach Busch,
thanks to you,
I am volleyball player
I am today.

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LarztheSquirrel said...
Nov. 18, 2011 at 3:13 pm
OH my gosh that is so amazingly awesome ;)
Soccergirl3 replied...
Nov. 20, 2011 at 8:15 pm


Hey, what are your poems called?

LarztheSquirrel replied...
Nov. 22, 2011 at 3:46 pm

Night Crawlers

Nothing rymes with orange

ode to the t.v

Soccergirl3 said...
Nov. 13, 2011 at 3:03 pm
This poem is for my volleyball coach
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