Your jar of pickled poems–
cheek puckering poetry,
sour smiles behind glass–
makes me laugh.
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My students handed in their poetry collections today. Among them is a jar with poems written on green pickle shaped papers. 🙂 Bethany wins cutest poetry project. Too bad it wasn’t a contest. (Hmm. Maybe next year?!)
Shawn L. Bird 
Delightful!
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Thank you for the nomination, but as per my blog award policy posted above, I graciously decline.
I truly appreciate the thought.
How many pickled poems did Peter Piper peruse?
There should be 11 in the jar- but she didn’t have it finished, so she didn’t hand it in for me to mark, for me to be sure!