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poem- middle

For centuries

you were either rich or poor.

You had lots of power or none.

Until the merchant class

developed.

They educated their children,

and the middle class… 78 more words

Poetry

The Reapers

The July oaks look Augusty;
The Golden Trout are dying;
We couldn’t do more damage
If we’d actually been trying

In January broccoli bolts;
In May the garden’s dried; 193 more words