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poettry homework
Contributed by
BSteel
on
Wednesday, 6th September 2006 @ 07:20:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
Friendship
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In the S bus, chap scared me on the bus,
with his crazy looking hat, his olive skin and his age,
my mind classified him as a possible terrorist,
being all agressive on the bus,
throwing himself on the first vacant seat,
it wasn't till I ran into him two hours later did I realize my mind was playing tricks on me.
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2006-09-06 07:20:52] (Date/Time posted on
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