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Post by ARSmith ((Wolfeh)) on Oct 11, 2009 16:03:37 GMT -5
I wrote this poem for our retiring custodian, who retired September 23rd, 2009. He worked at our school for 16 years, and was proud of what he did. .: September Day :. That September day,
That old bird flew,
Not once did he look back,
Oh no, for that was absurd.
After all his years of singing,
Noble years of catching that worm,
It was time for that old bird to leave,
All dreams awaiting his return.
And that September day,
He flew and flew and flew.
Not once did he look back.
Hell no, for that was absurd.Lol... added the 'hell no' part for fun. The teachers enjoyed it, though, I think I could have done better. -NodNod- |
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Post by Kaez on Oct 11, 2009 16:07:01 GMT -5
In my life, I have never read a poem about a custodian until today.
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Post by ARSmith ((Wolfeh)) on Oct 11, 2009 16:32:14 GMT -5
Lol...
I was asked by the principal.
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Post by theredbaron on Oct 11, 2009 19:31:53 GMT -5
Was it an assignment? Or did she walk up to you and request? Regardless, it should have been the latter. You're working a career up for yourself.
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Post by ARSmith ((Wolfeh)) on Oct 11, 2009 19:37:42 GMT -5
Was it an assignment? Or did she walk up to you and request? Regardless, it should have been the latter. You're working a career up for yourself. I was in the library [Admit... I -am- a little bookworm... hehe.] with my classmates, in a gifted class[For excelled students] and the assistant principal happened to be in there. Well, I overheard her speaking, and the year before I'de done an artwork and a poem for Ms. Schumann[My teacher], and she requested she see me. So, I spoke with her, she pulled me from class and I went to the principal, and WALLA! I'm writing poems for the custodian. xP Besides, a few years from now, I see myself simply as a mechanic. Nothing fancy. :] |
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Post by Bloodeye the Bai Ze on Oct 12, 2009 23:45:39 GMT -5
Was it an assignment? Or did she walk up to you and request? Regardless, it should have been the latter. You're working a career up for yourself. I was in the library [Admit... I -am- a little bookworm... hehe.] with my classmates, in a gifted class[For excelled students] and the assistant principal happened to be in there. Well, I overheard her speaking, and the year before I'de done an artwork and a poem for Ms. Schumann[My teacher], and she requested she see me. So, I spoke with her, she pulled me from class and I went to the principal, and WALLA! I'm writing poems for the custodian. xP Besides, a few years from now, I see myself simply as a mechanic. Nothing fancy. :] Nicely done, my young apprentice... And very much an interesting backstory to your poem. |
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Post by ARSmith ((Wolfeh)) on Oct 13, 2009 18:25:53 GMT -5
Thank you, sir! :]
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Post by WJChesek ((Evern)) on Oct 20, 2009 0:10:56 GMT -5
It was good. Though I don't deal with poetry much. Only thing I wondered about was the fact that you were close enough to write the janitor a poem.  |
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