I ran across these in an old journal:
Circa 2002
"I Hold in My Hand"
I hold in my hand
the earth's soil
with much greed,
for it is where all grows upon,
all on which we feed
Circa 2001
"Untitled"
Early to bed, early to rise,
makes a young lady like me
healthy, wealthy, and wise
But I can't get wealthy,
only wise and healthy,
because wealthy is what my dad is
and all that I have
is what either him or mom buys
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