A poem by my daughter:
You won't believe what I ate for breakfast.
I had a car tire, bike tire, truck tire, tree branch,
leaves, igneous rocks, metamorphic rocks, and
sedimentary rocks. So now that you know what
I ate for breakfast, I suppose you want to
know what I ate for lunch.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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