Thursday, January 14, 2010
I can't wait until spring. It's way to cold outside. I really hate the cold. I wish it could just be spring time all the time. Its not to hot and it’s not to cold. I always freeze every time I go outside. My hands get all cold and red. Especially when I come back from lunch it’s so hard to write because my hands are like frozen. And it’s ALWAYS cold at my job. I can never escape the cold. Spring is my favorite season and i can't wait for spring time. Winter just needs to go away.
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Rhyming isn't completely necessary in poetry, you just need a strong sense of rhythm.
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