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A widow and her next of kin traveled by car, A new silver one that had not been far. The mother was quite bitter and rude, Yet it was her only child (not a dude) Who could retort satirically right
Fifth period English is my favorite class. It’s funny sometimes when big kids don’t pass. The teacher is really loud and sometimes cray.
When in October, the showers did fall The fierce winds piercing, they had destroyed all A roaring monster, an ominous beast
My weeks were set Plans always were met But none of them made by my mind. Though she was kind, My mother was blind To the extent of my forthcoming debt.
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