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#6691voted by our readers
By AmazingSpiderCam SILVER
Port Washington, New York

At school I study reign of BonaparteWith a whiff of cannonball and grapeshotThe Frenchmen in the crowd got blown apartNapoleon, a friend? I doth think not. When France sneezed, Eu...
AmazingSpiderCam SILVER, Port Washington, New York
6 articles 0 photos 1 comment

#6692 Poetry
By phlogiston ELITE
Hermitage, Tennessee
phlogiston ELITE, Hermitage, Tennessee
224 articles 0 photos 117 comments

Favorite Quote:
"A day without laughter is a day wasted" -Charlie Chaplin

William Guerriero BRONZE, Jonesboro, Arkansas
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#6694 Poetry
By azurelove GOLD
Columbus, Ohio
azurelove GOLD, Columbus, Ohio
18 articles 3 photos 21 comments
#6695 Poetry
By s.williams0823 SILVER
Wilmington, Massachusetts
s.williams0823 SILVER, Wilmington, Massachusetts
7 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are dull, some are pretty, some have weird names, and all are different colors... but they all have to learn to live in the same box.&quot; <br /> ~Anonymous

#6696 Poetry
By MClark SILVER
Las Vegas, Nevada
MClark SILVER, Las Vegas, Nevada
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#6697 Poetry
By Zandermader BRONZE
Monroe, Illinois
Zandermader BRONZE, Monroe, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#6698 Poetry
By Claudia Santos BRONZE
Montclair, New Jersey
Claudia Santos BRONZE, Montclair, New Jersey
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#6699 Poetry
By this_unflower PLATINUM
Lincoln, Rhode Island
this_unflower PLATINUM, Lincoln, Rhode Island
46 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
i will never understand<br /> why you held me<br /> if you were afraid of warmth<br /> <br /> you should have known<br /> i was fire<br /> <br /> - Rupi Kaur , the sun and her flowers

#6700 Poetry
By Milliee SILVER
Knoxville, Tennessee
Milliee SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
9 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
In that basement we were exactly who we wanted to be, <br /> rock stars and poets, artists and designers. <br /> That basement was our haven <br /> because when we walked up those stairs <br /> we were just teenage kids again <br /> with dreams that were just too big.