Mist
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Hope Taylor, Grade 4
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Poetry
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2010
mist like rain
hurts like pain
speads around freely
makes me get the jeebies
but most of all
it likes to fall
on river banks
it falls in tanks
apples grow
yellow moans
home loans spead
and I
I JUST MET MY NEW BEST FRIEND
MIST IS REALLY GREAT