yeah I was new to this site,
roses are red,
violets are blue,
no one is as foxy as you.
a little wierd, how about another
duck tape, duck tape,
stare at as you wish,
Hey watch out a rod swung at you,
Whoa catch me a fish I missed.
This fight is not over,
really I'll see another
come'on let's see oneother swing,
Yet let me see one last swing with that sword of yours.
The sun there,
the sky is here,
The cliff is under,
Oh no I'm falling,
wait I've got wings.
Umm. Thats the poems for today weird things yet I can't think straight, to think of a great one.
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