Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for November 30, 2015
November 29, 2015
December 01, 2015
Transcript:
Gracie: Listen to my poem. Gracie: I run through the fields of yellow...waiting for the sun... But a ditch so rich, trips knee cut...what should I do, cry? Gracie: Good poetry has to be painful! Baldo: For you! Not for me!
Agreed Baldo.