Old geezer finds out what 11 year olds are thinking

Our friend, Elias

We attended a poetry reading by 11 & 12 year old students from a school in our hometown of Denver Colorado. What are these kids thinking about?

I was 11 in 1961. Here is a poem I wrote:

The three stooges come on at three

We are out of peanut butter

That ain’t fair.

Ok, maybe there is hope for the future.

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