Category: Poetry
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A Forest Route
Out and about on a forest route,When all you may feel is a great big doubt,Into marsh, through all the fear,Only then, will you hear,The haunted tune, coming from the dunes,Reminiscing of the black winged loon,
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Daisy at Day
A daisy woke at the break of day,With petals tipped in light,She stretched beneath the gentle sunAnd shimmered soft and bright. Her golden heart held summer’s glowHer dress a cloud of white.She danced each time the breezes passedIn quiet, pure delight. The bees would hum their morning songsAnd rest upon her face,While dewdrops clung like…
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Sun and Moon
Why is there a sun and moon,why is there rain?Why are there clouds after noon,why do we all feel pain? Why do we speak instead of listen,after all, we have one mouth and two ears?Why don’t we use what is given?Why do my nightmares contain all my fears? I don’t understand why others hate,when at…
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Hopping Frong In a Pond
hopping frog in a pondfroggy woggy has a wandthis frog is a blonde
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Haiku of A-Hall
King Von is indeed Our social studies teacher Mister Haws the thug – Mister Wes is worse He looks like a homeless man Haws is much better – They are hypocrites All the teachers hate AI Though they all use it – My chromebook is bad It turns off for no reason Why me Ms…
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I've written 33.3333 (three continuing) % percent of the post thingeries here.
Guess what, Emma? You can just write whatever u want and then it gets approved even if it is GAUR…