This blog is for the publication of Green's students, et. al., to use to share their poetry.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Walk in the Park
As I walk in the park I come upon some grass, So I choose to sit on my ass, As i gaze upon the grass I see it is not so clean, for this grass was the grass they so call weed. Oh Wow! This is truly grass indeed.
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