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| Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c | |
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Good Morning sun shine
today what on your mind other snow storm I hate it but the look on your face its a make Good Morning sunshine better hurry your running out of time weather chaging just like what on all our minds |
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Good morning little Mendy
With a spot of snow in her eye. A new day will bring something friendly Perhaps a piece of pecan pie. The snows will come for awhile But they bring a mighty smile When they melt to fill the streams Followed by even more sunbeams. |
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Thanks to the piggy
With wings, oh so light, For bringing this thread To the top. Great delight! For crafting small rhymes Is often a treat For our friends right above And for all that we meet. |
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Roses are red
violets are blue you look good in brilliant blue yeah that made alot of sense 
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Roses are red violets are blue you look good in brilliant blue yeah that made alot of sense
Practice make perfect! |
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wings that fly
look at those litte tiny eyes horns so cute so what this all mean he different but the coolest thing iv ever seen |
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The last of winter is about come.
(I think I'll celebrate with run) No more freezing water pipes! (An alien thought for Texas types) It's time for spring warmth and hugs! (I'm being attacked by Lady Bugs) Soon the heat will melt our ground. (and turn our little bodies brown!) Goodbye to cold, hello to heat. (I need some warmth for my feet!) |
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Metal wing
has a metal thing made of steel they say but alas it's done rusted away Now metal wings metal thing is no more in it's place, a soft apple-core |
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Issac-dude has hands of stone
and feet of clay. But in rhymes he comes to play. He proves his worth, If not his girth. In an attempt to say, That he is not gay. But his interest lies With other guys will all his smarts Focused on men's body parts! |
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Two guys above and
Whaddayaknow? They play a little verbal show. They both are funny And score hosts For their poetic Rhymes and posts. |
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Little possum comes to play.
Methinks she has lots to say. "Nice" is her rule by day. "Not Nice!" get a big "No Way!" |
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Sorry dear,I cant lie.
Metal wings,Can not fly. |
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Methinks, perhaps,
you should not fret! Look up into the sky at the jumbo jet. Flap and feathers It has not. Metal wings fly fine. If the jets are hot. |
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fly fly , fly if you can
you just might be my man come on show me the way your not the only guy on here that what the other gals say tap your toes you never know you may sweep me off my feet it not to later come on lets---meet |
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it a cold frosty morning
and I see the deer tracks crossing But the sun shining ever so beautily as I sit drinking my coffee in my pink nighy on this cold frosty morning |
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Hello dear,How r u?
From so many days , where were u? So many people Missed u here & u r sitting in rocking chair?? 
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We missed Mendy.
That was true. For you to say it Was sweet of you. She leads this thread With gentle rhyme And gives us all some special time. So thanks to prashant01 for saying what we All feel 'bout Mendy. Big cheers for thee! |
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Thanks for compliments
u seems very sweet. Hope on this mingle We will always meet. |
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I can only see what is infront of me
you with that intense look as if you knew who you wanted to hook one advise to you good sir shave the beard for it looks like fir... 
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Pretty girl with colored hair,
Writes a poem without a care. More attractive than a bear, Cause the rumor in the air, Says her head has seen no Nair. |
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