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         <title>Side 32 by Victor Hernandez Cruz</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I am glad that I am not one of those<br>Big Con Edison pipes that sits by the<br>River crying smoke<br>I am glad that I am not the doorknob<br>Of a police car patrolling the Lower<br>East Side<br>How cool I am not a subway token<br>That has been lost and is sitting<br>Quietly and lonely by the edge of<br>A building on 47th Street<br>I am nothing and no one<br>I am the possibility of everything<br>I am a man in this crazy city<br>I am a door and a glass of water<br>I am a guitar string cutting through the<br>Smog<br>Vibrating and bringing morning<br>My head is a butterfly<br>Over the traffic jams.</div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2021-05-18 17:43:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Daughter&#39;s Metro Map to City Identity</title>
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         <title>More Cruz...</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 17:56:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>EVOLUTION by Sherman Alexie</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<h1>Buffalo Bill opens a pawn shop on the reservation</h1><h1>right across the border from the liquor store</h1><h1>and he stays open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week</h1><div><br></div><h1>and the Indians come running in with jewelry</h1><h1>television sets, a VCR, a full-length beaded buckskin outfit</h1><h1>It took Inez Muse 12 years to finish. Buffalo Bill</h1><div><br></div><h1>takes everything the Indians have to offer, keeps it</h1><h1>all catalogued and filed in a storage room. The Indians</h1><h1>pawn their hands, saving the thumbs for last, they pawn</h1><div><br></div><h1>their skeletons, falling endlessly from the skin</h1><h1>and when the last Indian has pawned everything</h1><h1>but his heart, Buffalo Bill takes that for twenty bucks</h1><div><br></div><h1>closes up the pawn shop, paints a new sign over the old</h1><h1>calls his venture THE MUSEUM OF NATIVE AMERICAN CULTURES</h1><h1>charges the Indians five bucks a head to enter.</h1><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 17:59:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;We the People&quot; by Amanda Gorman</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We the people live in a less than perfect union</div><div>That accuses the vulnerable and never the top class and race</div><div>When children are ‘illegal’ and intolerance bans humans</div><div>I wonder who ‘we the people’ are in the first place</div><div>‘We the people’ meant All Lives Matter, but are white lives living a coincidence</div><div>When if you’re not male or pale you get destroyed for demonstrating dissidence?</div><div>When the color of his skin gives a killer assumed innocence?</div><div>But still we will rise up, advocate and activate, with the peoples’ diligence</div><div>Let’s speak names to we the people</div><div>So they are not lost in executive orders’ lines</div><div>Protect them from 🤬 of tweet, pen, bullet, or steeple</div><div>Sturdy our spines to keep making signs and reading the signs</div><div>It’s hectic, apocalyptic, there’s skeptics, but we can be united.</div><div>For what makes America great is diversity and democracy reignited</div><div>In excitement they call for an indictment but I think 4 years are far too farsighted</div><div>What can the enlightened do NOW for the blighted so wrongs are righted?</div><div>We the people are brave enough to love this country’s creed</div><div>We the people love this country enough to question its misdeeds</div><div>We the people question enough to build upon this foundation</div><div>We the people erect an improved hilltop of a nation</div><div>Indivisible by where we come from, or who we are born</div><div>We the people are those who let freedom ring</div><div>So that no matter how we love, talk, pray, or mourn</div><div>This America too is ours to build and ours to sing</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:02:09 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Fight by Joy Harjo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The rising sun paints the feet</div><div>of night-crawling enemies.</div><div>And they scatter into the burning hills.</div><div>I have fought each of them.</div><div>I know them by name.</div><div>From before I could speak.</div><div>I’ve used every weapon.</div><div>To make them retreat.</div><div>Yet they return every night</div><div>If I don’t keep guard</div><div>They elbow through openings in faith</div><div>Tear the premise of trust</div><div>And stick their shields through the doubt of smoke</div><div>To challenge me.</div><div>I grow tired of the heartache</div><div>Of every small and large war</div><div>Passed from generation</div><div>To generation.</div><div>But it is not in me to give up.</div><div>I was taught to give honour to the house of the warriors</div><div>Which cannot exist without the house of the peacemakers.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Touchscreen by Marshall Davis Jones</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:07:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Accents by Denice Frohman</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:20:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lost voices by Darius Simpson and Scout Bostley</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:21:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Pretty by Katie Makkai</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:22:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Directions to You by Rainy Dawn Ortiz</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Follow them, stop, turn around</div><div>Go the other way.</div><div>Left, right,</div><div>Mine, yours.</div><div>We become lost,&nbsp;</div><div>Unsteady.</div><div>Take a deep breath,&nbsp;</div><div>Pray.</div><div>You will not always be lost.<br>You are right here,&nbsp;</div><div>In your time,&nbsp;</div><div>In your place.&nbsp;<br><br></div><div>1. North<br>Star, guidance as we look up</div><div>To the brightest white</div><div>Hoping it leads you to where you want to go,&nbsp;</div><div>Hoping that it knows where you should be.</div><div>We find our peace here in the white,&nbsp;</div><div>Gather our strength, our breath, and learn how to be.<br><br></div><div>2. East<br>The sun rises,&nbsp;</div><div>Red,&nbsp;</div><div>Morning heat on our face even on the coldest morning.</div><div>The sun creates life,&nbsp;</div><div>Energy,&nbsp;</div><div>Nourishment.</div><div>Gather strength, pull it in</div><div>Be right where you are.<br><br></div><div>3. South<br>Butterfly flits</div><div>Spreads yellow beauty.</div><div>We have come to this moment in time</div><div>Step by step,&nbsp;</div><div>We don’t always listen to directions,&nbsp;</div><div>We let the current carry us,&nbsp;</div><div>Push us,&nbsp;</div><div>Force us along the path.</div><div>We stumble,&nbsp;</div><div>Get up and keep moving.<br><br></div><div>4. West<br>Sunsets, brings&nbsp;</div><div>Darkness,</div><div>Brings black.</div><div>We find solitude,&nbsp;</div><div>Time to take in breath and</div><div>Pray.</div><div>Even in darkness you</div><div>Can be found.</div><div>Call out even in a whisper</div><div>Or whimper,&nbsp;</div><div>You will be heard.&nbsp;<br><br></div><div>To find,&nbsp;</div><div>To be found,&nbsp;</div><div>To be understood,&nbsp;</div><div>To be seen,&nbsp;</div><div>Heard, felt.</div><div>You are,&nbsp;</div><div>Breath.</div><div>You are,&nbsp;<br>Memory.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:23:44 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>An American Sunrise by Joy Harjo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We were running out of breath, as we ran out to meet ourselves. We</div><div>were surfacing the edge of our ancestors’ fights, and ready to strike.</div><div>It was difficult to lose days in the Indian bar if you were straight.</div><div>Easy if you played pool and drank to remember to forget. We</div><div>made plans to be professional — and did. And some of us could sing</div><div>so we drummed a fire-lit pathway up to those starry stars. Sin</div><div>was invented by the Christians, as was the Devil, we sang. We</div><div>were the heathens, but needed to be saved from them — thin</div><div>chance. We knew we were all related in this story, a little gin</div><div>will clarify the dark and make us all feel like dancing. We</div><div>had something to do with the origins of blues and jazz</div><div>I argued with a Pueblo as I filled the jukebox with dimes in June,</div><div>forty years later and we still want justice. We are still America. We</div><div>know the rumors of our demise. We spit them out. They die</div><div>soon.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:30:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>I Have to Write a Poem for Class by Jack Prelutsky</title>
         <author>mmartino11</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I have to write a poem for class<br>But don't think I'll succeed,<br>I know I don't know all the words<br>That I am going to need.<br>I cannot quite imagine<br>How my poem's supposed to be —<br>I've got a sinking feeling<br>I'm not good at poetry.<br><br>My poem must have a meter<br>And it also has to rhyme,<br>It's due tomorrow morning…<br>How I wish I had more time!<br>I do not think that I can write<br>A poem the way I should —<br>But look…this is a poem right here,<br>And it is pretty good.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:31:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Next Year by Maureen Martino</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>~ a ‘found poem’ from page 229 of <em>The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian</em></div><div><br></div><div>School next year?</div><div>Right here, where I’ve always been.</div><div>You could come with me.</div><div>Everything happened before we knew stuff;</div><div>So, I’m asking you again, come with me.</div><div>Breathe deeply for a second.</div><div>I expect you know.</div><div>Wow, we laughed.</div><div>Yeah, I said.</div><div>People who move around, who keep moving -</div><div>That sounds about right.</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:32:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dinner Together by Maureen Martino</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Dinner together</div><div>Finally</div><div>Cooking heat and happy kitchen commotion</div><div>Sweet and savory gravy</div><div>Tangy oil and vinegar dressing</div><div>Dad’s family recipe</div><div>Clinking glasses and clanging silverwave</div><div>Try not to bang the plates together!</div><div>Soft cushion chairs supporting</div><div>Laughter, banter, jokes, and goodwill</div><div>No masks</div><div>Finally</div><div>Yes, I’ll have dessert and coffee…</div><div>And a hug and kiss goodbye</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-18 18:33:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br></div><div>I am loving and kind</div><div>I wonder about my own future&nbsp;</div><div>I hear crying and screaming&nbsp;</div><div>I want to find happiness</div><div>I am loving and kind&nbsp;</div><div><br><br></div><div>I pretend i can fly&nbsp;</div><div>I feel love</div><div>I worry about her&nbsp;</div><div>I cry when i’m sad</div><div>I am loving and kind</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2021-05-19 12:10:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>I am that kid                            I am that kid who walks through the storm.                 I am that kid who doesn&#39;t fold under pressure.               I am that kid who is the teflon through the fire.          I am that kid who will make a difference.                             I am that kid who wants equality.                                     I am that kid who wants his voice to be heard.                    I am that kid who fights for what&#39;s right.                             I am that kid who follows that golden rule.                      I am that kid who isn&#39;t afraid to speak their mind.               I am that kid who tries to reach the highest heights.     I am that kid.                                                   </title>
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         <title> I am a young female          My race is hispanic                 I am in between poor and wealthy                                     I am christian                          I speak spanish                        I have a family of 6	            I live in a calm neighborhood I have very few friends      My hobbies are baking, dancing and drawing         My interests are cooking, traveling and exploring     My activities are taking a walking and riding my bike			                             </title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-19 12:29:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>the sweet thing in life</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I tend to do late night calls with my friends since someone I love did that to me until I fall</div><div>asleep with them in call or until our phones died so I do the same thing to my friends now</div><div>Once in middle school me and group of online friends fell in love with musicals that is one the biggest reasons why I love the theater arts now</div><div>Once while watching a twitch stream a random stranger dm telling that they are proud of me saying I’m worth it and beautiful now every time I’m watching a stream and its about to end I always leave a message in chat saying I hope all of you guys have a goodnight/good day telling them that they matter and I’m proud of they no matter how life is hard because I know it will make someone's day better</div><div>I tend to hug my friends when I’m about to leave because my grandpa did it to me when I saw him for the last time now I do it to them since I don’t know when is the last time I will see them&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp;I text a friend I always tend to leave them with this message “:D” because I saw someone else doing it&nbsp;</div><div>My favorite Nintendo is Kirby because someone I love gave me a kirby plush on Valentines day saying it reminds me of your puffy cheeks when you get mad now when I play any smash bro game I always play as Kirby because of them&nbsp;</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>I  Am </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I am brave, quiet, and shy&nbsp;</div><div>I wonder driving&nbsp;</div><div>I hear birds singing&nbsp;</div><div>I see the jungle with a lot of animals that do not eat you and they are nice &nbsp;</div><div>I want a car and dogs&nbsp;</div><div>I am a kid&nbsp; and do not talk a lot&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>I pretend to be a doctor&nbsp;</div><div>I feel free and happy&nbsp;</div><div>I touch water and swimming&nbsp;</div><div>I worry about school if I’m going to pass&nbsp;</div><div>I happy with family and friends&nbsp;</div><div>I pretend to be a super doctor and no more face masks</div><div><br></div><div>I understand that I speak Spanish and English &nbsp;</div><div>I say I am Catholic&nbsp;</div><div>I dream of having a good car&nbsp;</div><div>I try playing soccer&nbsp;</div><div>I hope 2023 is a good year for me and no more sickness&nbsp;</div><div>I am a teenage girl&nbsp; and&nbsp; I still have hope in life&nbsp;</div><div>Bye now have a good one&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Game day by Isabella Petito </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Game Day</div><div><br></div><div>Always exciting and nerve racking</div><div>I step on the pitching mound hearing the crowd go wild</div><div>Teammates cheering for each other</div><div>The first breathe of cold fresh air</div><div>The feeling of the cleats digging into the ground&nbsp;</div><div>Hearing the crack of the bat&nbsp;</div><div>You watch how the ball&nbsp; flies through air like an airplane&nbsp;</div><div>My center fielder runs to get in position to catch the ball</div><div>The sound of the crowd cheering when she catches it</div><div>The relief the pitcher has&nbsp;</div><div>Than the game goes on and on</div><div>How girls fall more in love with playing their favorite sport</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>In the morning By Ryan Luna inspired by Charlie Duncan Green</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Bright lights of white, shine above<br>in the morning<br>Leaves dark green, appears though all<br>As summers arrives<br>Life thrives though<br>When sun pierces the darken night&nbsp;<br>In the morning<br>Insects munches the grass<br>As the birds sing to all<br>In the Morning</div>]]></description>
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         <title>I really like football because you get to hit people Football helps get rid of your anger   Football is America&#39;s favorite sport Football helps people get through hard times Everyone gets together for the super bowl Football brings family and friends together Football changes peoples lives for the better Football has a lot of different ways you can play even if you don&#39;t go pro There are shows that give kids who are juveniles a second chance for football That&#39;s all that football does for America              </title>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-19 14:21:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Oh Daddy Don’t Go by Angelina DeLorenzo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I just happened to look at the right time.</div><div>There my father was stopped on the side of the road,&nbsp;</div><div>After calling him a few times I grabbed my items and left.</div><div>The sirens coming from behind me and in front of me...&nbsp;</div><div>Suddenly I see him there on the ground.</div><div>I will never forget the screams that came from me.</div><div>“OH no, Daddy please don’t die on me.”</div><div>I don’t remember putting the car in park but I do remember the weights on top of me which pulled me to my knees as the tears came falling down.</div><div>Calls coming in left and right as I try to figure out what happened.</div><div><br></div><div>Fast forward</div><div><br></div><div>Sitting waiting in the small room filled with fear.&nbsp;</div><div>We watch as the doctors file in and slowly start to shut the door....</div><div>The tears slowly start falling down our faces.</div><div>They say they tried their best.</div><div>Sitting in the corner I listen to the phone call to my mother as she is flying down the parkway.</div><div>The screams of denial.&nbsp;</div><div>Hearing the pain in her voice smashed my heart more.</div><div>“My dad died, he didn’t hear me begging for him to stay.”</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-19 14:40:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>I am Strong &amp; Smart </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I am strong and smart&nbsp;</div><div>I wonder about my success in the future&nbsp;</div><div>I hear my ears cry for peace and quiet&nbsp;</div><div>I see the bright light at the end of the tunnel&nbsp;</div><div>I wanna be free like a wildfire&nbsp;</div><div>I am strong and smart&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>I pretend i am a winged human&nbsp;</div><div>I feel the burn passion for my peaceful future with the person i love&nbsp;</div><div>I touch a winter's firey cold wind&nbsp;</div><div>I worry about the fire of the world&nbsp;</div><div>I cry to see no peace&nbsp;</div><div>I am strong and smart&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>I understand the care and push they have for me&nbsp;</div><div>I say i am in love with the world&nbsp;</div><div>I dream about peace and quiet&nbsp;</div><div>I try to stay on the straight and right path&nbsp;</div><div>I hope to be with my girlfriend forever&nbsp;</div><div>I am strong and smart&nbsp;</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
         <pubDate>2021-05-19 14:55:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>BBQ</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/mmartino11/fpb34spdbjk297nv/wish/1539941921</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div><br></div><div>The table and chairs set up&nbsp;</div><div>The smell of cooking food on the grill.</div><div>All the kids outside playing</div><div>All the people gathered.</div><div>All the bugs fly around you&nbsp;</div><div>Sitting outside and eat food on grill and barbecue food&nbsp;</div><div>Enjoy the fresh air&nbsp;</div><div>Being comfortable in shorts and tee shirts&nbsp;</div><div>people playing music outside&nbsp;</div><div>Hearing all the animals.</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-19 15:04:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fire Blaze by Jacob Mcarthur </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The flames fume the house,<br>smoke rising above.<br>Furniture destroyed, memories gone&nbsp;<br>Pictures nothing but ash, photos erased.<br><br>People cry, weeping of tears.<br>The count of people,<br>burned to death.<br>The smoke continues to rise,&nbsp;<br>the neighbors fear nearby trees will blaze too.<br><br>Thankfully the men in red come,&nbsp;<br>the sirens are shouting&nbsp;<br>The hose spurts it’s water,<br>The firefighters, the red heroes,<br>Direct the water to the house.&nbsp;<br>The chief try’s to do everything in his power to help&nbsp;<br>Firefighters count the people, animals, and loses.<br><br>“Thank you!” the family shouts,<br>the sad tears to happy as the men in red are there.<br>The red heroes get hugs, thank you, and praise.<br><br>The fire blaze dies,<br>just like the photos, furniture and house.<br>But everyone is safe, secure, and sound.<br>Thanks to the men in red!<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-19 22:39:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>There are a lot of sports in the world today&nbsp;</div><div>But soccer is the best&nbsp;</div><div>Its more fun than basketball&nbsp;</div><div>And better than the rest of the sports&nbsp;</div><div><br></div><div>Soccer is my favorite sport&nbsp;</div><div>Nothing else is my favorite sport&nbsp;</div><div>It can be tons of fun&nbsp;</div><div>Only if you know how to play</div><div><br></div><div>I love when we win&nbsp;</div><div>But it's over at the whistle</div><div>I still want to play after&nbsp;</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-20 17:23:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Oh ceiling fan! </title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/mmartino11/fpb34spdbjk297nv/wish/1547889373</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I look up.&nbsp;</div><div>It’s touching me.&nbsp;</div><div>Oh, ceiling fan.&nbsp;</div><div>Cool air flows above me.&nbsp;</div><div>It’s unending and complete.&nbsp;</div><div>Oh, ceiling fan .</div><div>Wish the switch didn’t brake.&nbsp;</div><div>I could turn you on.&nbsp;</div><div>Oh , ceiling fan.</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-05-21 14:33:24 UTC</pubDate>
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