Why America Needs The Common Core

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Contusions

Protrusions

One hundred and three

Close to five thousand, but don’t look at me

One thousand and seven

Six hundred and two

I’m a mathematician,

Yeah, that’s what I do.

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Cow Rite

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As in, would you cow rite this book with me?

The other day, I got to thinking about life.

Dovecoat and spice

A million words watching,

Talk on the high road

A falcon for talking.

Croussant or a bagel?

A cow covered leg?

A spruce covered albacus

Inside a hatched egg.

Ridiculous notion

I think, said the lad

To the chocolate covered streussel

Yet, nary confirmed.

One million thoughts floating

Arrived yet not worth it,

For five thousand years

She really deserved it.

One thousand and seven,

Seven hundred and ten

Once buried, now discovered.

Run!  Catch that hen!

Filled with emotion

A brick in a wall

Watch it forever

Lest it may fall.

There Will Be Reprecussions

 

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The ultimate duty

Leaves nothing to spare,

A magnificent reason

That none will hold dear.

The truth of the matter

To make the thing stout

A possible conclusion

For when it comes out.

O whereith O whatith

Can this thing be?

An immediate solution

Or pure history?