Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
~Mason Cooley

Thursday, April 21, 2011

A Poem by Karina C. and Clarissa N.

There was a leprechaun
named Jamie
who had a baby.
She had a bottle
that had a friddle.
She fell on it
and broke her leg.
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