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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Monday, July 25, 2011

Poem 283: Minecraft

You build your house out of lava and stone
I build mine in the mud
You plant a garden a thousand blocks wide
mine's 12 stones plus 1
You have the makings for gold, ore and dye
I'm excited to find that I haven't yet died
but dear brother of mine, being behind is just fine
as long as all zombies are gone!

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