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Renesemee's Work as a Young Child

Here are some of the Language Arts assignments that Renesemee has for school.

My Family

This is the cool story,

of how my family came to be:

My daddy met my mommy,

When they were seventeen

It was in Biology class,

but daddy was kind of mean.

He held his nose at mommy,

to show her how bad she smelled.

The truth was actually this,

She smelled like hell.

It's not the hell you think of,

you've got it all wrong.

I'll tell you what she smelled like,

I promise, it won't take long.

Mommy smelled like freesia

and other floral scents.

It was purely intoxicating,

and felt like someone will parch you to death.

End Chapter

Thanks for reading the poem you guys!! If you liked it, then please review. I would love to hear your ideas on what to write for a next project!!

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