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Gee, What a Cloudy Memory

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btw there were clouds on that day. 

Oh, dear what could the matter be? At twice the ripen age of three Was standing to bat at the tee Though staring blankly at a tree “Take a swing,” the coach was a she Agreeing, taking it firmly Hitting and Sending the ball free Then sprinting expeditiously A slide worthy of the laundry “Keep running,” they all said loudly “What? Huh? Run?” I said breathlessly The other team look on eagerly “Oh, ya,” was the last to hit, lovely Taking two steps, "out!" no mercy That's it. No more baseball for me My last t-ball activity February 11, 2018 Updated 5/14/2019

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Date: 2/13/2018 8:53:00 PM
Such a cute nostalgic write G., love the down to earth (the slide, laundry) humor in it too! Good luck in the contest!~Che :)
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Date: 2/14/2018 9:44:00 AM
you made me realize this could also be a tide add. replace the last two lines with "then overheard my mother shout. 'son, no frets, those stains will come out.' standing next to her was my dad. with two thumbs up, 'son a Tide add.' " -I guess, i redo this and submit it as another poem for the in the contest of Oh, dear what could the matter be?" thanks.