Homeroom Poems - Poems about Homeroom

...Distractions in eight grade homeroom are complete today As I see the finger shaped glasses on my friend Gray He always pushes the teacher near the edge of the cliff. I see her biting her fingernai......

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...I want to go with a group of friends on a quest Find the wonders this world has to give Instead I’m in homeroom taking a test On a life someone else went out and lived While I am not able to l......

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...My Mom didn't understand why I had quit High School,  it had nothing to do with the kids I didn't find them to be cruel. I had a lot of friendships ones I will never forget, they h......

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...I havn't seen my childhood crush for sixty years, and memory is faithless, for I loved her at the age of eight, and lost her at sixteen; those two events are silent sentinals presiding over yin and ......

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...There are times here on Soup it feels just like that.. And that is not a bad thing as I will soon chat.. We have class clowns that keep the smiles wide.. Way back in the class is Dave with his green ......

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...after watching films like “The Killing Fields,” “Apocalypse Now,” “Full Metal Jacket” & beginning to think long and hard about what his country had really been doing in Vietnam, Cambodia & Laos, thi......

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...Mommie, Mommie , Daddy has entered Eternity with US Can I take Him to the “ Pond of Time “ after dinner Lenore’s long grey hair, Still grown Down to Her Waist Her wrinkled, Weathered ,hands, an E......

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...Oh, I can’t believe who I now see. Is that really you my dear Stephanie? You have changed so much in such a short time. Right now, you appear absolutely sublime! Remember that jerk in our high schoo......

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...Remember that jerk in our high school homeroom? He was the one who always called you “Boom-Boom”. He kept saying you were a fat and ugly cow. Wait until he sees what you are looking like now. H......

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...2009 WRITTEN BY: LORRIE DENTMON DATE: JULY 25th, 2009 TITLE: DEAR CLASS OF 1987 DEAR CLASS OF 1987 RUSTY VANN CAMP, WHY HIS NAME I'VE NEVER FORGOT, POPULAR BY NO MEANS, BUT I REME......

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...Dude, guess what? Yesterday, I got to go through my dad’s dealership and pick out a sweet ride for my 16th birthday! It’s a convertible, dude It’s a hot rod, dude It’s red, dude It’s a hot, hot......

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