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FW: poem please



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From: Hickman, Tony
To: liber
Subject: RE: poem please
Date: Friday, 24 October 1997 10:25AM


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From: liber
To: shickam
Subject: poem please
Date: Wednesday, 22 October 1997 3:19PM

tony
could you help me with a short poem. i bragged about my pumpkin
all fall, one week before the contest it turned to mush.
rusty
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The Rusty Pumpkin

Poor old Rusty
His patch is dry and dusty
Why, whats the reason
 A bad pumpkin season
His face has no expression
He lives in deep depression
The plant was green and lush
But the pumpkin turned to mush
With only six days to go
But the pumpkin didn't know
It got to 207 pound
It's a shame it wasn't sound
It really tried it's best
But now it's put to rest
It was his best so far
That's why the emotional scar
Don't blame him, or another
It was nature, she's a mother
So when halloween comes around
And Rusty wears a frown
Please pat him a the back for me
I know how depressing it can be
Let it out Rusty and shed a tear
And try and focus on the following year
Growing pumpkins can really suck
But try again friend,and I wish you luck

                        Tony Hickman
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