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School Cheep and Peep Style 21,278,876,123,920, Peep said abruptly during Math. It was now the 3rd six weeks of school and lately Peeps class had been working on multiplying 4 digit numbers. Peep was exhausted, and hadnt even raised his hand to answer the arithmetic. But of course, the teacher had called on him, noticing that he was dozing off a little, suspecting he wouldnt get the right answer. Um thats ..Correct! Good work. I guess I underestimated you Peep! She beamed at him, but inside she was very amazed by his right answer.
Later that day Peep ended up answering every question the teacher asked him correctly. She would call on him when she saw him dozing, and he would wake up and just shout out anything that came into his head. George Washington! 87 bananas! Kansoren received the most Coka-Cola and Owen received the least! ..and so on. At lunch time Peep picked at his green bean casserole. After a
School Cheep and Peep Style*First day of school for Peep*
Peep:*Walking down the halls towards class smiling, winking, and pointing at people using the gun sign*Hey! How ya doin! Looking fine! Was up! Nice shirt! Nice pants! Nice shoes! ^-^
Kids:* looking strangely at Peep*
Peep:*Thinks to self* How come nobodys saying anything back?
Fat kid:*Bumps into Peep* Watch where youre going jerk! And Shut Up while youre at it! >o<
Kids:*Stop and look*Oooooooohhhhhhh .O-O
Fat kid:*Starts to walk away*
Peep:* Quickly thinks of insults* Whereya going blobudough, the partys just beginning!
Kids:*Still standing in area* Oooooohhhhhhhh ..O-O
Fat kid:*Stops walking and slowly turns around* What did you call me!?!?!?!? >.
The GameCheep:*Drooling at T.V. 25percent awake 75percent asleep*
Peep:*Drooling at T.V. 75percent awake 25percent asleep*
Chick:*Walks into room*Boys, why dont you go play outside or play a game instead of watching T.V. ^-^
Cheep:*Slowly turns head towards Chick, still drooling*Huh??????
Peep:*Slowly turns head towards Chick, stops drooling*Huh?
Chick: I rest my case*walks out rolling eyes*
Peep:*Slaps Cheep awake* Dude, lets go play a game like mom said to do
Cheep: Why are you slapping me?!!?!?!?
Peep: >_> * turns off T.V*
Cheep: Hey!!! Why did you do that?!?!?!?!?!?
Peep: Because youre turning into a zombie by watching that. Anyway, lets play a game ^-^
Cheep: O.K, what game?
Peep: Hmmmm .let me think*starts thinking*
*One hour later .*
Peep: I got it!!!!!!!!*light bulb appears on top of head*^-^
Cheep: What!!!!!!???????*looks anxiously at Peep*
Peep: We can play Loser Has to Talk to First Girl He Sees at School!!!!!!!!
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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