Our practice group's stuttering poetry

Last night at our weekly support/practice group, three people attended. As it was a smaller group, I decided to spend some time on something creative. They were asked to write a poem about stuttering. Here's what Kendra, Roisin and Nick wrote.

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For me to stutterIs to make myself so clearas I ought to be.

There once was a kid who stuttered,He really liked bread and butter,he was very tall,and lived in a mall,Oh, the silly life of that boy who stuttered!

photo: tnarik