|pic of something I did for school. each student was given a pice of a biger picture they hade to Reproduce thare pice to the best of thare abiltys and all the pices had to fit.|
I am proud of my pice.
Cheshire poemCheshireCheshire poem by Coreyninja
Glowing eyes of emerald green
First and last to be seen
Grin that goes from ear to ear
Full of teeth but not too fear
Furry form full of stripes
Turn to smoke before our eyes
Creacher in a land of wonder and fear
A voice echoes "we're all mad here"