FruityA Poem by Emily
Inside a town called Glendale,
The people wanted some kale. It was not a fruit, So their want was moot, Because their farmland went frail. © 2014 Emily |
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1 Review Added on December 2, 2014 Last Updated on December 2, 2014 AuthorEmilyCAAboutHey, I'm Emily. I go to Los Angeles Valley College, and I write poetry and some short stories. In my free time, I draw, play video games, and play with my dogs Zeke and Roscoe. Zeke is a Great Dane/Bo.. more..Writing
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