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Pockets & Friends

Pockets & Friends

Pockets Teaches Behavior To The Kids

Hi, my name is Pockets! My mission is to help and teach kids the good value of life. I have a lot of pockets, even on my hat. Sometimes I forget to do something, and I write them down and put them in one of my pockets. Then I will forget what pocket I put the note in. So, I add another pocket to my clothes, but in a different color so that will help me to remember that I put it in that color pocket.

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Jealous people will never change

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Jealousy

Why do you put others down,
Because things don’t go your way?
You say that he looks weak
And he doesn’t know how to play.

Thousands of people were watching,
Just waiting for him to make a mistake.
Sweat came sliding down his face,
As the ball flew over the plate.

He swung with all his might,
As he felt the touch of the ball.
The ball flew high in the sky
And it went over the wall.

The crowd went crazy,
As he trotted to second base.
They were calling his name,
A smile came on his face.

He never said a word,
He just waved his hand
And ran to the dugout,
Knowing that he has just
pleased his fan.

It’s not good to put down others,
If you never had play the game.
How would you feel being teased?
Jealous people will never change.

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