Milo Sena

School is great,
And even though,
I'm always really late,
I love to go to school all day,
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I have a pet,
His name is Rocks.
He sits and sleeps,
He won't bite socks.
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I love to talk
But when I can't,
I write it down with chalk.
I love to chat
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Have you tried:
Salami-Macaroni,
With lots of pepperoni.
Some onions here,
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The Monday sun,
Kissed the grass.
The Tuesday hail,
Fell quite fast.
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She is like an uneven circle,
With damaged memories dented into her skin.
She can be smooth and kind to the outer world,
But can be bumpy and dreadful in a click.
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Somewhere, there is a place,
Where the ground,
won't leave a trace.
Somewhere, there is a place,
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Magic is in the air,
I can feel it everywhere.
The crunch of the leafs,
so soft in the breeze.
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Imagination tells me,
All that I can be.
I could be riding on a pony,
While eating macaroni.
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Silent,
The wind blows.
Silent,
The grass grows.
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On a trip to Sri Lanka,
At my grandma's house.
On the front lawn steps,
Sat a family crowd.
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We played in the yard,
We owned the land.
We laughed quite hard,
We were a band.
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I thought I loved you,
I really did.
But then feeling blue,
into hatred I hid.
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A mother understands what a child does not say.
A mother is there night and day.
When you are hurt, she takes away the sting.
A mother is a beautiful thing.
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Whistle and hum,
Whisper and Sigh,
Swish and hiss,
The autumn wind cries.
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Friends are lovely,
They care for you.
They're always funny,
And some are new.
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