This was assignment in my web design class. I know that the rythm is off but the teacher said I had to write the poem in this format...It wasn't my choice... anyways this is dedicated to my dad...not my father
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Freshly Served Tea For Two
Related to the mother and the father and the French man too
Being optimisticallly joyous, patient, and loyal are things I like to do
An educator at the peak of a break through
A lover of philosophy and French and gum that is fun to chew
Who feels rather peaceful and appreciated though doesn't have a clue
Who gave to my mother a smile once and a while, and to my dear French teacher a warm fluffy muffin, and to all I know a joke or two
Who has been outside this old town time and again, to New Jersey and New York but longs for the Louvre
Who needed a level head and successfully obtained one, and a little love to make up for its absence, but when I was small and I broke the vase what I really wanted was some glue
Who feared the tree outside my window and the monster under the stairs but more than anything I fear those disappointed eyes so stern and blue
Who longed for the piano to make the same notes that he can produce and for my mind to expand to vast proportions, though deep down all I want is fresh coffee to brew
Who would have liked to have seen a knowledge which anyone could view and a father's warm embrace, or animals set free from the zoo
Adieu
Resident of a small town life in a picture I drew
