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No one gives pi much thought.
Even after it has been dutifully taught.
The numerical pi goes on forever,
Like the swish of a baseball,
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I dare you to change me, to turn me around
I'm a package already sent, a ball of string tightly wound.
I live to laugh, to love, to smile
I try to cry only once in awhile.
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They say Love lasts forever,
That Family sticks together.
But they never say one thing,
About Friendship.
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4.

The constant patter of the rain,
Just assists the throbbing pain,
Inside my brain, inside my head,
That makes me think I'd be better off dead.
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5.

Drip, Drip, like the dew on the grass,
You can only hope that this sadness will pass.

Wet and salty flow your tears,
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The red string connects you,
Holds you together.
To the other person, it attaches,
Acting as a tether.
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Me a dog wags his tail,
To receive my ball I shall not fail.
As I bring my ball back,
My owner takes from his sack.
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Recently, not long ago, I walked into art,
And looked my teacher in the eye, when he said that we have parts,
That represent who we are, and who we strive to be,
And that he would teach us to show them in calligraphy.
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The sun's strong light,
Banishes the snow from everyone's sight.
Bright green grass show's it's face,
Now it's back in its spring place.
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The jolly green Hat,
Boings, like a kangaroo.
Bringing laughter to children,
And smiles to adults.
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The clouds darken and swirl around,
Depositing rain that soaks the ground.
But with a start the sun breaks free,
Shining its beauty for all to see.
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"Life is good" those t-shirts say,
It's hard to agree when I have a bad day.
When sadness and pain follow me around,
I have an uncontrollable urge to pound those shirts into the ground.
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All around there is so much noise,
We use words like our personal toys.
What would happen if we were all to stop?
And get so quiet we could hear a feather drop?
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I grade my moods in colors,
To express how I feel.
Sadness is a dark, dark brown.
Happiness a teal.
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Occasionally, but not often, you come across someone,
Who's not all about sternness, but also pranks and fun.
Who's happiness and quirkiness show most at days end,
Along with the kindness that is a huge part of this friend.
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Sun beat down a fierce opponent,
to my overheated body. So I
laced up my shoes, to walk down
to our little corner store. I grabbed
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The Best Poem Of Rachel Mac

Pi (3.14)

No one gives pi much thought.
Even after it has been dutifully taught.
The numerical pi goes on forever,
Like the swish of a baseball,
Flying through outer space.

Three point one four,
For some it's a bore,
But NOT to me.
The transcendental number is the code,
To unlocking the perfect memory.

Math it involves,
Area and circumference of circles, it solves.
Pi never repeats itself,
Pi is smarter than that,
That is a fact.

Twenty-two over seven is the equivalent fraction.
But to me that fraction is a distraction.
I prefer the original,
The decimal version.
Three point one four.

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