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hello… well I can’t figure out which of my poems on my blog to pick for my presentation, sooooo if you people could help me choose one I’ll present it.

 

AWESOME TOWN

im in awesome town. Where unicorns fly on Pegasi while viewing a rainbow, made from no rain and just sunshine. little hamsters eat darkness and turn it into love. Dragons don’t attack humans, they let them fly with them above. And there’s a little library on rainbow street where there are all the books in the world. And where Abraham Lincoln is president and Mary his wife,(not me ) they live together in love and harmony with no hate, hardship, or strife. That’s AWESOME TOWN.

On my blog…

I’ve noticed that people comment more about CHEESE than other stuffeeeeeeeeee.   Probably because u can nott beat

 

 

CCCCCHHHHEEEEESSSEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    YAH???

What would you bring?

Whenever someone asks someone else, ” If you were stranded on an island and you could only bring one thing with you, what would you bring?”  The typical answer is usually something like a book, a video game, a television, or a i pod. All good answers. But….

 

Why wouldn’t you just bring a boat?

Just a thought…

Have you ever wanted another name? Mabye due to the fact that either your first or last name to some people (or to yourself) is hard to read or is hard to pronounce, or mabye just because your name is way too common or plain? Like my last name Wipfli.

Roll call: “Mary Wip- uhhh Wip- fly?”

“Here! Oh and it’s Wif-lee, the p is silent. ” (Grrr)

Think about what your ideal name would be. Or mabye a cool nickname that you never had. My nickname? Mary Wip-fly. Oh yeah, my favorite!! Yeah right.              If I had a different name I would like it to be Melaena Wolfe. (I <3 wolves!) I think it’s a AWESOME name, well of course because if I didn’t think it was AWESOME I would not want it to be my name. But anyway you probably already have an AWESOME name, thank you dearly parents… but then again this is just a thought. Think about it.

Blood Hunters

Blood flows thickly in your veins,

There is no escape from the fearsome fangs,

Humans call them leeches, monsters, and bats,

The ones that suck your blood,

And don’t give it back,

Hunting in the shadows at night,

Their red eyes glowing bright,

They choose their victims well,

And drop the corpse,

Empty as a shell.

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Paws thudding on the ground,

Through the trees leaping over mounds,

You must believe,

For it is true,

They are bears and they are coming for you,

Through the forest they will seek,

A small girl, very petite,

With black shining, wavy hair,

And grey eyes that make you stare,

They will find her,

They always do,

But sometimes the girls change,

And next time it may be you.