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Margo Lackritz May 2012
Summer is bright and yellow
It tastes like a bowl of watermelon
It sounds like an ocean's wave or kids playing in the pool
And smells like the fresh cut grass
It looks like a peace and blissful day
It makes you feel happy and free.
Margo Lackritz May 2012
This is a Bleeping Bopping Boo.
Bleeping Bopping Boo lives on the biggest bandana in Boston.
Bleeping Bopping Boo eats ******* butterflies, blankets, blue bananas and bears.
Bleeping Bopping Boo likes beating up babies, belly dancing, bouncing on buffalo's back and abducting bananas.
Bleeping Bopping Boo breaks into buffalo bodies, blame babies for bad stuff, and blabber all day.
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Margo Lackritz May 2013
Don't be surprised that no one likes you
Its called feelings
Get used to it bub
If your ugly, cry no one will ask you out
Stop trying
It will never work
Just sit in a dark corner
And
CRY YOUR HEART OUT
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Dogs
Fluffy, Cute
Play, Run, Sleep
Some really friendly Pets
Canines
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Steak
Yummy, Juicy
Tender, Meaty, Scrumptious
You can get any kind you would like
Protein
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Cedar Point
An awesome park
A lot of fun rides, but only so many to go on
Parents say "5 more minutes"
It goes by so fast
I wasn't happy to say goodbye
Margo Lackritz May 2012
I will never have a cat
I will never get a lizard
I will never touch a rat
But I will always love dogs.
Margo Lackritz May 2012
I will never be in Annie again
I will never tryout for Oliver
I will never be perfect
But I will always keep trying to get on Broadway
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Mom
Caring
Brings you love
loving and nice
sweet
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Tree
Tall and big
oxygen
A great landscape
sways
Margo Lackritz May 2013
Love is made by some cupid guy
Is it true?
Is it nesecary?
Doubt it
Margo Lackritz May 2013
Seven
******
Hours
Of
Our
Lives
Margo Lackritz May 2012
Seven in the morning
The hour from sleeping to waking
The hour from side to side.
The hour when people get up for school
The hour light comes to us.
The hour when people are too tired to get up
The hour of birds chirping and the owls howling
The pretty but annoying  hour.
Sounds, Nature
The very average time of other hours.

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