Evangelista poetry anthology_pdf

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Transcript of Evangelista poetry anthology_pdf

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irst Poem

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But I only have twBut it doe

So I will end

welve lines written esn’t matter it… in silence

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n your heart in my arm is sunny now are on the farm

o yourself ghts yonder know what yonder means shall ponder

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Nature

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s best in town t have a frown

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uch a pest his in time how

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MAN

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Catch him smilin

Selena G. is j

Her albums sold

Cause Bieber loves

We’re on his mind w

Our hearts belong

Haters drink our

flips his hair

ng it’s not rare

just his spare

at county fair

s his fans so much

when he eats lunch

g to him a bunch

r poisoned punch