Jordan B Owens
My Knee - Poem by Jordan B Owens
My day with speech.
I had to look for and reach my poster.
I woke up early in the day.
I had to stay.
Miles from school.
If i messed up i felt like a fool.
But if i did well.
Then i would get complimented when they said i was swell.
I i was great i would go to Alabama.
Where we would hang out all day in our pajamas.
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