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You're the Poet!
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Persistence! By L. Don Oliver
When I was eight years old, As chubby as I could ; Tommy sent word he wanted To meet under the pecan __;
The sun was shining brightly, It was a very warm ; I discovered very soon, Tommy was not there to _;
He wanted to fight, And I didn't know ; He swung and missed, And I made him ;
Happening on several occasions, The outcome was the _; He would start the fracas, And I would end the _;
The last time we met, I didn't have my _; Tommy swung and hit me, Splitting my upper ;
It wasn't out of anger, It wasn't just to __; Tommy kept on trying, Until he got it __;
I didn't know why he wanted to challenge me. We met on several occasions under Mr. Rice's pecan tree. I would take him down and hold him until he said uncle. The last time we brawled, I discovered his reason after he got a lucky punch in. I grabbed him by his shirt and drew back to hit him. He had a big smile on his face. No, I didn't hit him. At that moment I understood. I smiled back!
Recollection Day! By L. Don Oliver
The world was at war, Of course that's nothing new; The planters of the fields, Were counting their sowing due;
It was approaching that day, That comes to one and all, Anticipation of that occasion, Individually, we will recall;
Four days after Christmas, Was my annual day; Never a special event, Much to my dismay;
Watching Mama sneak one, Which she had every right to d0; In a world of dubious hope, With its ever changing hue;
When that day arrived, That day we all retake; There with five candles aglow, A chocolate pecan cake;