I Pray Poem by Cyrena Limage

I Pray



I pray my father finds his keys.
I pray my sister doesn't tease.
I pray that baby has no rash.
But most of all, i pray for cash.

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Keith Hendrickson 18 January 2009

short and to the point. very good

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Cyrena Limage

Cyrena Limage

FarRockaway, Queens New York
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