C O U N T D O W N S

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days until graduation
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There once was a sack full of days
filled with songs and stories and plays
one hundred had gone
and before long
there were few, to some students' dismays--

but to the students who cheer
the good news is finally here
it's a pleasure of mine
to say ninety-nine
days are left of our great senior year.
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I will not be able to count tomorrow, or over the weekend due to lack of internet at home:
tomorrow (my birthday) 98 days until graduation
and saturday--97
and sunday--96
Yay for snow and under 100 days until graduation!
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I'm watching students,
I see all the days falling--
ninety-five to go.
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I'm counting down,
I'm taking score--
from 95
to 94.

The days are few,
the days aren't many--
it won't be long
till there aren't any!
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Cat Nappin' at Cat School
For Grace

The cat's on the couches
in a fort of bags and coats--
hungry like a wolf
sleepy like his mother always was.

Claws deep in the cushion
back stretched straight to China--
a dark brown spot on his yellow back: 93.

And we'll miss him when he's gone,
miss seeing his sleepy face--
92, sleeping under him, will have to
take his place.
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"Echoes"

We spend our days dressing hours for plays,

painting minutes like splatter paint,

writing seconds like ballads,

and dancing to the bells that punctuate our days--

singing moments into corners

of the oldest Johnson halls,

but--

in 92 days we'll miss them all.
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HOT DOG!

pickle, mustard, hot dog bun
91 days, yum yum yum.
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Most Important Meal
There are 88 days left here, folks-
scrambled, boiled, runny yolks.

88 breakfasts, 88 eggs-
fast moving feet and quick running legs.