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Overcoming Stage Fright


Dear lord could it be,

here I am for all to see.

In front of the class paying my dues,

speaking aloud to all of you.

I was quite scared and oh so lost,

when my teacher said we'd be here with a cost.

He'd never done it but now he did,

"Read your essay aloud you foolish kid"

I arose from my seat with a small stumble,

but made my ground before I'd fumble.

I looked that man in the eye,

and without a skip I read "To Die"

An essay so deep it brought him to tears,

I aced that grade now lets have some beers!

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