YAY for rhyming title.
My socks are wet,
I need a new pet,
I shall call her Chet.
She will live in a box,
It will really really rox,
She will eat red sox.
This is a rhyming poem,
I cant think of anything woe-m,
Say hello to mister Toem.
I am done having fun,
Hope u enjoyed reading this one,
But now I really got to run.
-Marttholemu
That was rather amusing. :P
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This amused me so much. I love it. :D You need to write more poems!
ReplyDeletemmkay i try to whenever my head gets better
ReplyDeleteYeah, I heard you weren't doing so well. :( Feel better soon, hon. *HUGS*
ReplyDeleteomg i think that just made may day
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