1 Bunkmates

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Chapter 1 Bunkmates

I wanted to stay home all summer and write poetry. I wanted to go to Space Camp. We are exactly 496.2 miles away from Space Camp.

Want to hear a poem I wrote? Is it about Space Camp?

Am I a shark? Yes, I am. Am I a piece of cheese? No. I am not. Am I a pair of underwear waiting to be washed? No. I am not. I don't even wear underwear. Am I even listening to you? No. What did you say? I swim. I have fins. I have very sharp teeth. But AM I really a shark? YES, I AM! I am every shark. Except when I am no shark- alone in the ocean, waiting for the wave that never comes. The End

Amazing, right? Strange, but I like it. Is the underwear too gross? It's gross, but it kept me listening.