| Classroom Assimilation by Judy DePauw | |
| The apple tree hangs wet with summer rain | |
| The skies have finished booming their disdain | |
| Puddles full of sparrows | |
| Dogs below the porch | |
| What's she mean by "syntax"? | |
| I can't guarantee she's gonna get it out of me | |
| A clucking hen is scratching wormy pain | |
| A rooster ruffling feathers looks insane | |
| Mother's bathing Linda | |
| Cool the baby off | |
| Why's she talking "texture"? | |
| Makes me lie awake and think of German Choc-late Cake | |
| The creek is running brown with muddy stain | |
| A redbird flits his tail along the lane | |
| Linda needs a diaper | |
| Ringlet hair all clean | |
| Where's the place for "rhyming"? | |
| Ev-ry bloomin' line is sure to take a lot of time | |
| The earth is playing summer's warm refrain | |
| All life is breathing slowly to sustain | |
| Linda's getting sleepy | |
| Lay the baby down | |
| When's she wanting "rhythm"? | |
| One, two --- two by four --- it's just like dad would frame a door | |
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On top a quilt of cotton Linda lain |
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| With pillows cirlcing round her to retain | |
| Mother's reading Bible | |
| Rest here --- near the foot | |
| How's she figure "finish"? | |
| Finish with a snake . . . then I could chase it with a rake | |
| The hum of Mother's voice is oddly plain | |
| And sleep is something I cannot detain | |
| Eve is sharing apples | |
| Adam wants a bite . . . | |