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Epitaph Poem

Here's to my slides,
I don't know where I lost you,
You weren't as comfy as a bed,
Or as pretty as the sunset,
You didn't compare to the nike slides,
With their comfy insides,
That feel like their made of cotton,
But I think of you every time I put shoes on

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School Report

By Andrew Hetrick