Eh, not sure what to make of this. "My mommy?"
Here's a poem I wrote a few months ago. I really like it. Let me know what you think. As spoken by a fat kid. I walk to school every day up the really big hill. My leg hurts, Because I am fat says my mommy. My friends call me "Elephant," Because I remember all the math. When they play Miss Mary Mack, They say the elephants jump over the fence. I want to be like those elephants some day, But my leg hurts. |
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