Juan Olivarez

Freshman - 774 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Burrs In My Pants - Poem by Juan Olivarez

Burrs in my pants,
Thorns in my shoes.
Fishing this lake,
Just gives me the blues.

The fish are not biting,
And thats a fact.
Maybe it's time,
I headed back.

All that I got,
From my fishing trip.
Were burrs in my pants,
And sunburned lips.

I guess this fishing trip,
Was meant to fail.
When the burrs started sticking,
To my tail.

10/10/10 Alton Texas


Comments about Burrs In My Pants by Juan Olivarez

  • Rookie - 3 Points Claudia Krizay (10/2/2011 6:35:00 PM)

    I agree with Lynn- a very pleasing write. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Lynn Glover (10/20/2010 11:04:00 AM)

    A terrible fishing trip, but we always go back because of the desire to catch the big one. A very pleasing write and I give you a ten. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 16, 2010


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