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FIVE HUGS IN MY POCKETBy: Lavina Burgess 2/16/04 I wrote this poem for my grandson(Brandon)and his mom,(my daughter)! These are some of his own words!Five hugs in my pocket, so I decided to write a poem about it! FIVE HUGS IN MY POCKET ALL STORED SO NICE AND WARM I SAVED THEM ALL DAY LONG UNTIL THE DAY IS GONE WHEN I GET UP EVERY MORNING MY MOMMY GIVES ME HUGS AND WHEN SHE DROPS ME OFF TO SCHOOL SHE KNOWS NOT TO KISS ME AND THAT'S MY MADE UP RULE NOW THAT I'M SEVEN . I'D RATHER HAVE THE HUGS BUT NOT THE MUSHY KISSES IN FRONT OF ALL THE KIDS IT'S JUST LIKE THE BABIES WHEN YOU THROW THEM A KISS MY MOMMY BLOWS HER HUGS AND I BLOW THEM BACK TO HER NOW ALL OF THOSE HUGS ... THAT MOMMY HAVE THROWN AT ME I PUT THEM IN MY POCKET... TO THROW THEM BACK AT HER FIVE HUGS IN MY POCKET ALL STORED SO NICE AND WARM THEY'RE ALL FROM MY MOMMY AND... I KNOW I'LL GET SOME MORE! Send Feedback/Comments
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