The Pail Snail went off the trail to eat some kale,but failed. It hailed from some mail that fell and gave it a home.
Brave ravers craved ecstacy
That made them behave as if depraved and got a rep as a knave. They lived in a cave. It sent them into a craze and was set to burn a green haze that amazed onlookers who were afraid that braided freaks would berate the great citizens of the late Roosevelt. On the date 2/12/75 fate was archived as ecstacy thrived and supply shortages left them deprived. Reagan then guided them off the high horse to apply normal citizen morals to life,but this caused great strife.
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Too Many Eccentricly Boring Poems, But Lovely Nonetheless
PuisiI'll be posting my poems I write and/or have written. Love some feedback. I can always do better and might redux any that people think could be better. I hope you enjoy the poems.
