PE-ness
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Here's a flashback from a simpler time.
A Mother's Day Poem
By: PE-ness, Grade 6
My Mom is the greatest. She is the best.
She gave birth to me, and now I'm a pest.
Some things start out smaller, but soon grow to size.
With me it's so fast, I could poke out your eyes.
Some mothers get flowers, and others get cards.
With one eye and no brain, you might think me a tard.
But there's one thing for certain, and this is no lie,
This day wouldn't occur if wasn't for I!
So when Mother's Day dawns, and you're sleepy and stiff,
Just remember without me, no one would even exist.
Or maybe it's the other way around. I get so confused.
A Mother's Day Poem
By: PE-ness, Grade 6
My Mom is the greatest. She is the best.
She gave birth to me, and now I'm a pest.
Some things start out smaller, but soon grow to size.
With me it's so fast, I could poke out your eyes.
Some mothers get flowers, and others get cards.
With one eye and no brain, you might think me a tard.
But there's one thing for certain, and this is no lie,
This day wouldn't occur if wasn't for I!
So when Mother's Day dawns, and you're sleepy and stiff,
Just remember without me, no one would even exist.
Or maybe it's the other way around. I get so confused.
