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violets are blue
my flowers are dead
the mountain has dew
this poem goes on
who knows for how long
could it be a song?
nah, for that it is wrong
ok got to run
writing was fun
but now it's dun
ah what the heck
this hurts my neck
i could try massage
but price is to large
this video was good
it got me in the mood
this is a good day
by the way
this week was good too
not ruined by a kangaroo
school ain't too bad
i mean, i got ma lad
he is a smart guy
knows 40 numbers of pi
okay, how can i stop writing?
it's like, with myself fighting
I know, just drop your phone
but then i'll feel alone
Ain't got many rhymes left
It's like a rhyme store theft
Okay i'm out now my friends
Because here the poem ends.