My latest work of professional poetry(n joy):
Went to my room
And I closed the door
Got in my car
And I closed the door
Cut the front yard
And I closed the door
Bought a tea cup
And I closed the door
Every day
I close the door
I close it
Because that's what it's for
What did you think
The
door
was
for? ????
It's for bridges
Made out of cheese
Ice cream cones
That you can't squeeze
Leopards with zeal
And a palace of fleas
Sounds disgusting
Close the door, please
Dance around with a mouse
On the pink, feathered couch
With DVDs made of hair...
And balloons everywhere
Too many balloons
Can cause death
Too many balloons
Can cause death and fainting
Take care
Of your Pokémon
Train them well
And train them hard
Eat bananas
Unless you're allergic
But if you're allergic
Don't eat them
Stop breaking all my pencils
I told you this was my career.
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