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	<title>The personal space of Jen</title>
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	<description>The Easter Candy Creeper...just a little Easter fun:)</description>
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		<title>Like a Leaf</title>
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		<description> Like a leaf 

tumbling

haphazardly

upon the mercy and whim

of something

that can’t be seen

or touched

I feel its breath

pushing me

forward

then changing directions

and pulling me 

back 

to where I started

to begin again

mixing words

and colors

into gold

before I’m bagged up

and thrown away

to decay

as compost

  </description>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer Ragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 05:32:54 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Wishing Pole</title>
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		<description>I've been laying low and out of sorts.  This is the first thing I've written in a while</description>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer Ragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 23:37:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>hi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 14:42:42 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Forked Tongue</title>
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		<description> As you rattle and hiss 

coiled up in  lies              

I wonder if spite

has forked your tongue 

and I can only imagine

how sharp your fangs are </description>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer Ragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 23:34:14 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>3</slash:comments>
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		<title>The Creepy Christmas Creeper</title>
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		<description>Happy Holidays:)</description>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer Ragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 14:24:16 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>Kisses Of Summer</title>
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		<description>Lullaby whispers

of September skies 

innocent and blue 

like newborns eyes 

 
Echo’s of warm days

bring crisp chilly eve’s

kisses of summer

make autumn’s bright leaves 
  </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 05:13:30 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>3</slash:comments>
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		<title>Your Age By Eating Out</title>
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		<description>This works:)</description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 21:16:05 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-218-the-personal-space-of-jen#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>8</slash:comments>
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		<title>I'd Like To Be...</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9282-i-d-like-to-be-.</link>
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		<description>I keep adding more crap to this;)</description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 11:39:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
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		<title>I have a  question and I’m hoping someone might know the answer.  </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9270-i-have-a-question-and-i-m-hoping-someone-might-know-the-answer.</link>
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		<description> 
I’d like to incorporate the “Hokey Pokey” into a children’s book I’m revising.  I would change it to the “Petunia Pokey” and change a few lines here and there.  I’ve researched it a little and found this: 
  The Hokey Cokey or Hokey Pokey is a participation dance with a .... is regarded as a traditional song and is therefore free of copyright restrictions 
I was wondering if anyone knows anything about copyright and permission. 
Thanks 
   </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 08:54:07 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-218-the-personal-space-of-jen#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>9</slash:comments>
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		<title>Stained-Glass</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9260-stained-glass</link>
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		<description>  
 
   
Behind the stained-glass windows

the shadows flock within

beyond the hues of muted panes 

they hang their heads in sin 
When the shadows kneel and pray

to cleanse their sins away

they sing and read the book of psalms

to sin another day 
When the prayers are all used up

the shadows bleat and dwell

beyond the shards of muted panes

inside their stained-glass hell 
  </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 00:40:20 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-218-the-personal-space-of-jen#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>7</slash:comments>
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		<title>The Tricky Drinking Fountain</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9252-the-tricky-drinking-fountain</link>
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		<description>

The drinking fountain in my class

played a trick on me

when I bowed my head to take a sip

before the spelling bee.



While I was sipping 

the water was dripping.

The trick was silent and quick.



As I looked down I began to frown.

What a nasty trick indeed.

My pants were wet and worst yet,

It looked like I had peed! </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 11:54:24 GMT</pubDate>
		<comments>/section-218-the-personal-space-of-jen#comments</comments>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
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		<title>You know how I write a lot of booger and snot poems for kids?  

 

</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9182-you-know-how-i-write-a-lot-of-booger-and-snot-poems-for-kids</link>
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		<description>My mother-in-law had a family dinner last night and I was enjoying a plate of lasagna.  I looked over at my thirteen year old nephew and saw him dig his finger up into his nose, pull out a huge booger then eat it.  It was really gross. 
 I guess that’s what I get for writing all those booger poems;) </description>
		<dc:creator>jenniferragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 20:06:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
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		<title>If Your Toes Were Your Nose</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-9142-if-your-toes-were-your-nose</link>
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		<description>Do you suppose

if your toes

were your nose

and your nose

were your toes,

you’d sneeze from your toes

and walk on your nose?

Do you suppose

you’d wear shoes on your nose

and blow snots from your toes, 

if your nose

were your toes

and your toes

were your nose? </description>
		<dc:creator>jenniferragan</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 03:44:18 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
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		<title>Dandelion</title>
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		<description>   
Thanks guys, how does this work now? 
  
I wish I was a dandelion 

Drifting upon a breeze

Sailing through the blue skies

Up high above the trees 


Sparkling beneath the golden sun

Upon my wish I’d blow

Up into the heavens

And let my worries go </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 23:10:08 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>6</slash:comments>
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		<title>Slipery, Slithery, Snot</title>
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		<description>To be sung to the tune of, Hickory Dickory Dock</description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 17:56:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
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		<title>A Posy Of Peonies</title>
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		<description> I picked the plumpest peonies 

And posed them in a vase.

A pleasing perfumed posy,

Pink petals full of grace. 
 I placed the posy of peonies

As a pretty centerpiece, 

Perfect pungent pom-poms, 

Preciously caprice. 
 I peered into the peonies

As pitch black patterns passed, 

Promenading through the petals, 

Unpleasant shadows cast. 
 I pitched the plagued peonies

Packed plentiful with pest, 

Petals full of pestilence

Puny unwelcome guests.

  </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 16:36:34 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Blow</title>
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		<description>To be sung to the tune of, &quot;Row, Row, Row Your Boat.&quot;</description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:14:47 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>11</slash:comments>
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		<title>Half Truths</title>
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		<description>De-versifying or at least trying</description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 23:54:26 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
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		<title>Words</title>
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		<description>  Underneath the words that slice
Hidden deep from view
Beneath the flesh and bones that break
Words pierce, like a tattoo When the words have found a lair
A hollowed home to dwell
Wounds of scorn crust into shame
Inside their prison cell

When the words are all used up
There's nothings more to say
Pierced into the psyche
Etched in stone they'll stay   </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:27:45 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Which Way To Go</title>
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		<description>  Up top, 
down below, 
in-between 
which way to go?

Over, under, 
round and round,
watch your step 
feet on the ground.

One hop forward, 
through the gray.
Don't give up,
you'll find your way. </description>
		<dc:creator>Jen</dc:creator>
		<category>The personal space of Jen</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 16:17:04 GMT</pubDate>
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