The grass
The Grass,Took away my fear of class,
Showed me the mayor's daughter,
Amid cheering laughter,
Kissed her at the town square.
THE weed,
Told me I had the answers,
To the English paper before me.
Next the teacher said,
Twas the easiest math paper,
She ever gave.
The seeds
made me travel round the world,
Giving it to anyone who cared.
Now in jail,
I regret why I ever set sail,
Coz the hangman,
Is coming for me.
Poetry by gad
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Written on 2007-06-28 at 09:26
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