Forget it
You must be kidding
I'm far too tired
I've forgotten what a poem is
I refuse to use my pencil while there is a spider on it!
I have no ideas
I hit myself on the head with a brick and now I can't remember how to write
I am going to throw up
I lost my pencil
My pencil fell out the window
Time's up? Uh oh!
All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?
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3 comments:
Awsome poem Amy!!You've got great idea's.
Hannah
nice Amy I like the line there's a spider on my pencil!!
awesome poem Ames! Love how you really, absouletly sound like you NEVER want write a poem as long as you live!
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