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Bri's Room (not done) (Free verse) by Sunshine Conkey

A little girl named Bri had an awful lot of stuff she saved and saved it but it wasn't enough. She put it in a closet and stacked it on the floor But even when her room was filled She wanted more and more. One day while playing She wanted her special pen to draw her favorite doll. But after looking everywhere, she couldn't find them at all.

LilMsLadyPoet 19-Dec-05/7:29 PM
I never said I was raised on welfare, only that my mother was on welfare while pursueing her masters. There is a difference. And I wrote, in loosely-poetic form the change I believe should be taken, from hand-out to hand-up, by those wishing to do so.




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