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[sid] => 13493
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => the dread of class
[time] => 2003-02-28 03:20:00
[hometext] => see i have a happy poem....
[bodytext] => As I get out of bed I head out the door,
On my way to school to learn something more. I sleepily walk into Mrs. Fuelings class, 15 minutes late and without a pass. Once in my seat I here our homework is due, So I scramble for a pen and some paper too. And then. Right there, who should I see? None other than Mrs. Fueling, peering down at me. The dreaded words follow “your homework please” And so I ponder some excuses and apologies. “Sorry I did the wrong assignment” id say, Or “I did it but it's at home today” I might try “me and my sis got eachothers stuff” But I ponder if she would call this bluff. And alas I remember my homework is done, Out of my bag, in the pile, and this battle is won. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 54 [informant] => hardcoreputa [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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