crayon marks

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By Ananya

You got a new world ruler but he plays a new game he sits around in open fields makeing mile long daisy chains a country says we declare war well the ruler says ok lets go but first we must agree who the winner will be rock paper scissors? yes I think so its now all just a game every human earns the same cheaters are the baddys liars are too then theres the heros and good people to the borders are crayon lines and the rainbow never ending its a beuatiful world full of pretending the rules are simple no fighting no shouting and no kissing 5 minutes in the naughty corner or 10 if your not carefull the ice cream is free but only a tub a day and the grown ups I guess they can stay. (I wrote this for some english homework. its about kids ruleing this horrible world)

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