Poem About HomeJan 04 '03 (Updated Jan 12 '03) Write an essay on this topic.The Bottom Line yes I wrote this for an American Literature class. Poem About Home Dad's always good for a laugh sitting at the kitchen table drinking his morning coffee at 4 p.m. Johnny walks in the door and exchanges his school books for his many capes and transforms into a Greek god or Xena Warrior Princess Sheryl, who he refers to as Hera drills him with spelling words as she cooks dinner and pays the bills and timers her cigarettes my room is filled with her dolls that haven't yet sold guitars and digeridoos my father thinks are gold (my mother thinks are old) I laugh at my father's jokes and my brothers antics and my mother trying to make sense of it all  |
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