"I like turtles,"
Says the turtle kid
"They look like bottles,"
Sorry for being weird
I cannot think of anything about them
These words were only used for their rhyme
Sorry for this randomness, my dear friend
I guess I am just wasting our time
No, no, wait, I've got an idea
Why not describe these creatures of Sparta?
They've got shells that resembled shields
And flippers that all sea creatures feared
They've got beaks made hard
Like birds that roam the sky
But they don't sing like little bards
Nor do they go out and fly
I suppose that's it
Do I need to describe their flipper feet?
We all know they're reptilian blood
And we all know that some like mud
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The Art Of Being Random
PuisiA collection of poems I wrote that may sound weird. Be wary. They're definitely random. || I DO NOT own any of the IMAGES (except the cover) included here (but the poems came from my mind.) ||
