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David Vdovenko Poems
My feet are wet and frozen, I'm cold, I'm dying. Why did this path have to be chosen?
Under the cover we go at night, With the stars above us shining bright. Lighting the way to the fireplace, As they glow in mid-space.
After a very tiring day, The thing I have left to say, That I am tired, exhausted, With my feet super frosted.
At The Office
All day at work, The printers gone crazy. Spitting out paper; So I started to get lazy.
The teacher asked us a question the other day, In what Chinese dynasty would we rather stay. Read my answer, thought it was a lie. It truly stated, 'I would rather die'.
As a young politician I would like to say, I could be the hero of your day. Give me your trust, give me your power,
Greek and Latin
Here I sit today Learning and studying all day. Studying my Latin and Greek I think it’s all a freak.
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Best Poem of David Vdovenko
My feet are wet and frozen,
I'm cold, I'm dying.
Why did this path have to be chosen?