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100 WC #6

I am very empty.
“What a surprise!” You say.
I am very very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
Very very very
VERY
VERY
Meaningless.

And that is what this poem is about.

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Ivy  has moved to Irvine, California when she was 7 years old. she spent her 2nd grade year there. When she was 8, she sadly left her 5 best friends and moved to St.Louis, Missouri. She lived there all the way to now. She has written Desert Life, If I Was in Charge of the World, Montana, Taste of the World, and Underground Railroad.        
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100 WC #8

I t w a s m y b r o t h e r ’ s b i r t h d a y ! H o o r a y ! W e l l , I ’ m j u s t h a p p y f o r t h e c a k e . A n d s n a c k s . M o m t o l d m e T h a t I w a s m a k i n g t h e c a k e ! W h a t ? ! T h a t m a k e s n o s e n s e , B u t a n y w a y , i t m a k e s n o s e n s e N O T t o d o i t . M y b r o t h e r l i k e s b l u e , S o I ’ l l m a k e h i m a B L U E c a k e . N o , n o t a s a d c a k e . S o I m i x e d F l o u r S u g a r B u t t e r E g g s R e d f o o d c o l o r i n g S t u f f A n d s t u f f A n d s t u f f . A n d I b a k e d i t . I t s m e l l e d D E L I C I O U S ! B u t s o m e t h i n g w a s w r o n g … H m m … O h ! T h e c a k e s m e l l e d g r e a t , B u t i t w a s t h e w r o n g c o l o r ! O o f …
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100 WC #7

One day I woke up I was up at 6:30 And I wasn’t even tired My breakfast was delicious For some reason (as usual) And I got to school at 8:30 Sharp School was nice Pizza for lunch No science No math No writing No reading No nothing Except for recess and lunch (duh) It was a perfect day Until I came home Until my dad told me I was switching to another state Until a little voice said You’re leaving your friends Your teachers Your favorite pizza Forever I was so cross I started screaming And screaming and screaming And screaming and screaming Until my dad yelled over my screams: “Not until you’re done with school!” Oh. I guess that’s not so bad. Huh.
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