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Somewhere.

If I was ever to be in a place other than here
it would be somewhere else.

We were driving down the road.

We were driving down the road.
A deer was on the side.
It ran across the road.
But I didn't see it.

We were driving down the road.
A man was on the side.
He was having car problems.
But I didn't stop.

We were driving down the road.
It was night-time.
But I didn't know it.

A Day at the Beach

One day I was walking along the beach.

Then a wave came down onto the shore.

It was a wave of might power.

It got me wet,

of course.

Then my frenid

laughed.

Then I

laughed.

Then we

laughed.

My Favorite Poem

Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love- I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsman came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me- Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Do You Wonder?

Pens.
These objects are very strange beings.
But what is there purpose?
I have found there purpose.
It is to rule the world.
Yes, you think I am crazy.
Well have you every noticed them trying to hurt you?
They want you to think that you did it.
But really the pens are trying to kill you.
Also have you noticed when they fall.
It seems like an "accident".
But really they want you to bend over and then they can trip you.
And when you trip you fall on your face.
If you fall hard enough then you can die.
And that is exactly what they want.
So next time a pen falls.
Don't bend over your self.
Rather get someone you don't life too.
And if that happens then they might die.
And that might be a good thing.
So next time your pen tries to kill you remember.
Pens are evil, always use a pencil.
Because you can always sharpen them down.

Try To Solve This Riddle

• Tom and his younger sister were fighting. Their mother was tired of the fighting, and decided to punish them by making them stand on the same piece of newspaper in such a way that they couldn't touch each other.
  How did she accomplish this?

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