Kilee Burton Poems

Sitting here waiting
Watching the clock slowly tick
Tic toc Tic toc
The days go by slowly
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Forrestt Bloomington loved to talk
So bad one time he was pelted with a rock
One day he was walking straight into town
He met a half frowning pink hippie clown
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She sits quitely staring above
The stars are like candles lighting up the sky
Memories drift deep into her mind
Of a childhood she left behind
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He threw the bag at my head
I screamed so loud you would think I was almost dead.
I am not sure what I did wrong
Maybe I was singing a really annoying song.
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Sitting here
The sky can't be anymore clear
The birds dance and sing
I am waiting for the bell to ring
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Much needed
Recharges
Z's
Droopy Eyes
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Sitting back taking a break
Staring at this stale piece of cake.
I ponder what to eat for lunch
Or shall I call it brunch?
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It all starts when you are a child
The first steps matter the most
It is a tough concept to learn
One in front of the other
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He was always known as Drew
He really enjoyed eating my shoe
Drew had a hidden pile of bones
And possibly a few of my cell phones.
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I really hate the dark
I run fast past the park
Creepy monsters lurk under the bed
I gave him a special name 'Fred'
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