www.whyville.net Oct 9, 2011 Weekly Issue



Iynne
Whyville Poet

Full House

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CREATIVE WRITING
SCIENCE
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POLITICS
HEALTH
PANDEMIC
Everywhere I look, everywhere I go
Every time I think, every chance I blow
Never thought you'd be
Somewhere away from me
Why does no one see,
Our house is now empty?

Memories stay with me, they are what sets me free
The times we had, you see
They just keep replaying
And now, since you've left home
The years have passed so slow
It's far ahead of our time
Does this mean we'll be left behind?

Starting out real young
When things were changed with hugs
How could we come to this?
No one remembers bliss?

We're in the distance now,
The shows are more propound
We're not as popular
Compared to blockbusters
If we come back around,
Can we just be the same?
Because without Full House . . .
Good has a false name

 

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