Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Root Poem

He's staring at the door , want some action
Practice for the audition,
He thinks it incredible
to memorize every word in the dictionary.
Perhaps write a paragraph,
Hide it and doesn't know the location,
Keep it for the future
or won't buy anything that is manufactured.
looking at the wind , he sees its motion.
Wonder where is the bike peddle.
With this increase population,
No wonder someone may steal it,
Since his bike is portable.
He keeps looking for the signal.
This star is specular.
Wow, there is the bike,
He needs a contractor,
Goes home and watch a video
Boring movie, he revolve the wheel.

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