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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

The Scale Factor


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As the sun rises over the horizon

it peaks thru the dew covered window

shining upon your sweet sleeping face

quietly, trying not to awake you

slowly brushing aside your bangs

revealing such tenders lips, that I slightly kiss,

after a quick shuffle out the door,

I wisper: YES! FOOTBALL DAY!!

Turning on the TV, giving a mighty HOORAY!

Grabbing the chips, cupping the bowl of salsa,

hopping onto the couch I go,

OH CRAP! I woke the wife..

Now I am in trouble, off to mow the lawn I go!

 

 

 

Ha Ha. I wrote that in class. No wonder I dont understand the assignment

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