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      <title>Group Poetry Padlet by Stephanie Misiak</title>
      <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8</link>
      <description>Directions:
1.) Read each poem.
2.) For two of the poems add a line or revise a line using a poetry technique
3.) For two of the poems comment about something you like. </description>
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      <pubDate>2022-05-16 18:29:39 UTC</pubDate>
      <lastBuildDate>2022-05-17 15:06:35 UTC</lastBuildDate>
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         <title>Racism</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186239400</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Blacks and whites are in fights</div><div>Dark days everyday</div><div>Sirens can be heard a mile away</div><div>Black people being accused every day</div><div>By white Karens they also say</div><div>Trump should of been the president of the united states</div><div>As fires rise the smell, burning the lungs</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 18:30:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Death</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186240031</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The deepest rest is death</div><div>Days of dark are days of death</div><div>The feel of death is empty inside</div><div>She went to sleep at Rose Hill Cemetery</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 18:31:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Cars</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186245105</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>We talk about cars</div><div>When we meant gold bars</div><div>We ride down the hill</div><div>Speed till we get past that bill</div><div>Think about wind, passin you&nbsp;<br>with the smell of tires<br>and everything passin you</div><div>at the speed of sound</div><div>Only hear’n the engine run&nbsp;<br>Feel free with the speed<br>increasing as you leave<br>This world&nbsp;<br>a car is like a room you control</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 18:34:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Mexican Food</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186273556</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Tortillas, tamales<br>Tostadas, Tomatoes&nbsp;<br>Tacos<br>Comida Mexicana<br>Comida Mexicana<br>Comida Mexicana<br>Cuando se cose la comida<br>Puedo oler la carne asada<br>Las especiales estan fuerte&nbsp;<br>con las ricas cebollas cociendo<br>hacen mis ojos llorar<br>Cuando la comida se andar haciendo<br>Con el olor no me puedo controlar<br>la comida tan rica como cuando<br>la hacia mama<br>comida Mexicana<br>comida Mexicana<br>comida Mexicana<br>siempre me gustara</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 18:53:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>War</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186324951</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>War&nbsp;<br>all you see&nbsp;<br>is Bodies on the floor<br>War<br>All you hear<br>is Gunshots<br>War<br>All you got to do is<br>run<br>run<br>run</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 19:32:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Basketball</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2186376168</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Basketball is really fun<br>but when it's done<br>it's not so fun.<br>After basketball ends<br>at night there's no people in sight<br>at home I<br>think about the victory<br>when I play the ball<br>begins to bounce up &nbsp;<br>and down. I taste the victory<br>When I shoot the ball<br>and I begin to fell the presence&nbsp;<br>of a cheering crowd<br>I go home to see my hoop in the yard<br>and my legs start<br>to hurt and that makes it hard<br>I shoot the ball like<br>Michael Jorden and when<br>it falls the crowd was like a&nbsp; stampede<br>After I win a game everything<br>starts to feel the same<br>After I go home to bed I say<br>to myself now finally&nbsp;<br>I can rest my head.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-16 20:16:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Racism</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2187771933</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Black and White<br>Separated<br>Like a ying and yang<br>Like salt and pepper<br>Like day and night<br>Tulsa massacre<br>still ignites&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-17 14:52:06 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2187771933</guid>
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         <title>War</title>
         <author>smisiak</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/smisiak/fhddark7pzdh6sx8/wish/2187792128</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>War weakens the weary<br>WWl WWll WWlll<br>a Bloody bath of pain<br>again &amp; again &amp; again<br>Ukraine, Russia feels no shame<br>Buildings &amp; bodies blown to bits<br>I see a man in front of me<br>pointing a gun in my face<br>Poison with a bitter taste&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-05-17 15:03:12 UTC</pubDate>
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