Revision #7

    The next poem I did was called Memories of Stupid Kids. At first, I did not like this poem. But, everyone else said that I did a good job with it. This one did not need much crying out. I just cleared up the confusion a little bit and broke up a stanza into two parts. Plus, I added two or three more lines to strengthen the ones that went before it. The results turned out nicely to my surprise. It is rare for me to actually make an improvement without even trying at all.