A goat
Quite wierd
Might I say so myself
@Stablish came up with this one
I remember that clearly
You were a rhyming machine
But I've not a thing to say
About goats
Are they fluffy?
I've not a clue
Goats eat everything
That's all I know
So ta-dah
I am one-third
Through the list
Wonder when I'll finish
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I'm me. You're you. And all together, we'll write beautiful words. Email me :) kittylover2467@yahoo.com
What shall I do today?. Poem, joke or blog?. I might just do a long story, Since I slept like a log. I'm not too keen on reviews, And don't know any recipes!. What else could I do?.
Too many times I've realised, that I have been a fool. When writing rhymes I'm criticised, For bending all the rules. My commas and apostrophes, Are all in the wrong place.
I bet you never thought there would be an opus called happy ranting, ay.
The Opuss Effect is setting on in; Once again I find within My internal narrative is nattering in verse, I thought 'It ain't that bad, it could be worse.' Yet the rhyming and timing grew frantic and...
This is my hundredth Opuss, I'm gonna make it great, It'll be spectacular, I just cannot wait. It's a a birthday of 100, Opusses today, We're going to surprise it with, A hip hip hooray.
#fillintheblank There once was a man named Jack. Jack really loved to hack. One not so average day, however, Jack had a nasty run in with an app. This experience forever changed Jack's life.
A happy post from me you need. Too many posts of sad I concede. So here's a poem full of sun and no rain. A happy post from the depths of my brain. Lots of smiles and no crying here.
Have you ever been chased by a pony and given it the slip. Have you ever had a big night and woke up in a skip. Have you ever been told you look like the queen.
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