Alone

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2003 poems

When I am alone;
I count all my bones!
Then after I'm done,
I just sit there
With my tongue sticking out!
Then my Mom said look out;
There's someone with a gun.
That's what happens
When I am alone by myself.
That gun shot me in my buns;
But I am okay.

(c)Cherisse Powers

03/11/03'

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