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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!
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
Pencil in the hall
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!
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
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