My New School
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From the book Revenge of the Lunch Ladies
You won’t believe the crazy things
I’m learning how to do.
I’m learning how to juggle,
ride a unicycle, too.
I now know how to twist balloons
in many different shapes
and how to make a costume
out of multicolored drapes.
I’ve learned to run in floppy shoes
and how to dye my hair.
I’ve even learned the graceful art
of dancing with a bear.
For when we moved, my parents looked
at many different towns,
but chose a place with just one school:
a school for circus clowns.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2007. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 5
From the Book Revenge of the Lunch Ladies
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