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11/17/2024 for Power in the Tongue Poetry Contest sponsored by Karen Jones

Stepping to the plate, he stood at four foot eight. Sixty-seven pounds, that was the batter's weight. You probably wouldn't think to look at this punk, that his club held a punch, as to bat, he slunk. Mister Monninger shouted a curious phrase - "powder river." To the hitter, it conveys a sense of fearsome confidence and power. Cocking the bat, he knew he'd be man of the hour. First pitch, and that ball sailed o'er the grass of green. No lie. It was the furthest anyone had seen. Yes, I was that batter boy, who played in tattered jeans, but I still don't know what "powder river" even means.

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Date: 11/17/2024 5:59:00 PM
You seem to have had a good day. Are you sure he wasn't saying power driver? Just keep having fun. I like your poem.
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Date: 11/17/2024 6:08:00 PM
Haha, I'm sure he was saying "powder river". He was my fifth grade teacher, and it was a softball game during the last week of school. Believe it or not, today, after writing this poem, I realized we have google now, so I did a little research and learned a little bit about "powder river".

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