Latimore Poems - Poems about Latimore

...The giants piled up books on the southern shore. It was more novels than they had ever stacked before. The elves and gnomes were scared and yelled “no more!” They were afraid the stack might fall ......

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...Mr. and Mrs. O were on a ride traveling down Route 66. The car was a convertible, doing forty, without any tricks. An August day with the sun streaming down on their necks. I love the way the sun ......

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