From what I can tell, this one is supposed to be some sort of split poem format. I am trying to get it right, but it's not that easy. Kurtis (that guy I married) tells me I need to create tab stops, and that I can't do that in HTML. He would know, so we're trying something else.
Bad poetry from when I was a teenager to the present. Well, maybe it's not all bad. Well. Maybe it is.
Friday, January 31, 2014
The World Is Flat
And so begins the poetry from my Sophomore year of high school. It's 1995 and I am fifteen years old (I did not turn 16 until July). I did not keep the assignment sheet, so I don't know what the assignments were for this Poetry Unit. So here we go!
From what I can tell, this one is supposed to be some sort of split poem format. I am trying to get it right, but it's not that easy. Kurtis (that guy I married) tells me I need to create tab stops, and that I can't do that in HTML. He would know, so we're trying something else.
From what I can tell, this one is supposed to be some sort of split poem format. I am trying to get it right, but it's not that easy. Kurtis (that guy I married) tells me I need to create tab stops, and that I can't do that in HTML. He would know, so we're trying something else.
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