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My Box

i put my favorite things in this black box....10 pretty stones from my nice auntie junes garden outside 5 pretty leaves that have not died after three months.. i check on them every day i woke up today to check on them... i took a good look and seven of my stones where gone i asked my sister have she seen them she told me to look at my box and i saw the hole so where are my stones.they where in the dresser where they fell when my sis bumped it.im so glad i found them but now i have to get a new box......

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Date: 11/14/2009 2:32:00 PM
very nice poem it is a SHAPE poem because it's about what you use the box for and what's in the box and not about the box...if all the discription was about the box..then it would be a concrete verse..anyway it GREAT! Light & Love
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