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SELECTED WORKS OF NAME OF POET

SAMPLE POEM My mom brought home a violin so I could learn to play. She told me if I practiced hard I’d play it well someday. Without a single lesson, I tried to play a song. My fiddle squeaked, my fiddle squawked. The notes came out all wrong. My little brother fled the room. Mom covered up her ears. My puppy dog began to howl. My sister was in tears. My dad pulled out his wallet. He handed me a ten. He made me swear I’d never play that violin again.

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Do not oversleep and miss the school bus- you'll be late. That's a habit teachers generally don't appreciate. Never tell your friends at school that you still wet your bed. They are sure to tease you, and you'll wish that you were dead.

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