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Originally Posted by Jesus.
My ma wrote a poem for one of my school projects when I was 5/6. It was about what you wanted to do when you grew up. Obviously it was much better than everyone elses, and it ended up entered into a regional competition, and I won it - ending up on local news. My ma was really nervous that I was going to reveal the secret on the news.
Maybe if I'd written my own, I wouldn't have been reduced to writing poems about Lee, many years later, in the TIBB poetry thread.
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Just as long as your mom didn't write that poem for you