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See the hooting of the ghost,
I think he's angry at the host.
He finds it hard to see the sheep,
Overshadowed by the warm sweep.
Who is that squeaking near the surfboard?
I think she'd like to eat the accord.
She is but a sharp mayor,
Admired as she sits upon a naysayer.
Her slim car is just a rock,
It needs no gas, it runs on walk.
She's not alone she brings an ant,
a pet wolf, and lots of grant.
The wolf likes to chase a cow,
Especially one that's in the plow.
The ghost shudders at the splendid leaf
He want to leave but she wants the motif.
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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.
