Brendan, Age 12, Chicago, IL

I wrote and wrote,
hated living on a boat.
The boat shook and shook,
While I was trying to write a book.

While catching a bass,
He ran out of gas.
He swam back to shore
by pulling an oar.

To buy some gas,
He had to give up his bass.
He swam back to his boat
With a warm winter coat.

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