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Feb 2015
Here I wait as students pass
A pencil lay just out side of class
They Rush fast as a hungry bass
This pencil once dropped and
Long forgotten.
But when the kids see it they come a trotten.  
Once lost this Simple # two
Yet found oh what it can do!
RDR
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