fifth grade
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running into the house
after school urgently
thinking faster than
she's speaking faster
faster than her lip muscles
can move like her faster
talking button is stuck
on fast forward blurting
mum the coach won't
let us play basketball
says we-girls have to be
cheerleaders and i won't
do it i want to play it's
no fun to cheer and we
have to wear real short
skirts and it's not fair
besides i'm taller than all
the boys on the team
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Poem by Janet Cannon
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