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If I Were in Charge of the World MAG
(Apologies to Judith Viorst)
If I were in charge of the world
My favorite flip-flops would never wear out.
There would be no books of poems with the
last page missing,
No hairy spiders to hide in the corners.
If I were in charge of the world
I would have a never-ending string of puddles
to jump in,
And mothers would never scold their children
for tracking mud halfway down the hall.
If I were in charge of the world
There would never be hungry but always satisfied,
Except in the classroom, where
There would be endless shelves of books to feed
voracious minds.
I would find a way to make it easier
For everyone to understand that sometimes the same
stars can make
multiple constellations,
And that Archimedes was right:
You can move the world if only you have a lever and
a place to stand.
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(Check out my poetry under sydney m. my pen name)
I know of someone very close to me
He is very heavy in my heart, he
Has long brown hair
He smells like a hot tub he always
Smiles always look up for something new.
my favorite memories wit him was the first time we kissed, we were in my room when he bent, over to kiss me ever so lightly then after the first we went all out, he never likes my mother but he loved my father, If I see him again I think my hart will pop right out my chest, He is my prince in shining armor my handsome knight my loving knight.
Love is so fragile it would break at the sound of a teardrop.
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Favorite Quote:
you never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have