See the cuddling of the musician,
I think he's angry at the condition.He finds it hard to see the cube,
Overshadowed by the slim rube.Who is that looking near the lake?
I think she'd like to eat the cake.She is but a clucking fairy,
Admired as she sits upon an itinerary.Her secret car is just a hammer,
It needs no gas, it runs on amor.She's not alone she brings a wife,
a pet panda, and lots of life.The panda likes to chase a box,
Especially one that's in the paradox.The musician shudders at the dreamy monkey
He wants to leave but she wants the junkie.
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Random Rhyming Couplets
Poetry"Random Rhyming Couplets" is just a book dedicated to rhyming poetry about various topics Thanks to one website, I will be posting mini-headline covers of each. How long do I plan on making this book? To be honest, I am not sure at the moment.