Oh how I hate being accelerated. Its like we walk around with little pitchforks and little evil smirk saying hahahaha I'm in acceleration and you're not. I guess you're stupid. You're not worthy. But we are so smart and you Scoff you're just nasty as they secretly whisper but have you looked in the mirror lately. They walk away with smirk.
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The Book Of Poems
RandomIf you like reading short and simple poems than this book is for you. Poems on a variety of subjects. Hope you enjoy
