The professor was leaving. It was time to pack.
He threw away his stuff, and took an empty sack.
He got onto a plane. It flew like a flash.
Before the pilot knew it, they crashed.
The professor floated on the ocean, up onto the shore.
He laid still, then stood up and walked in his front door.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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