The fifth was not a joke
I saw a picture that left me broke
My tears welled up as the regret choke
But the excitement still stroke
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Six-Rooms
PoetryThere I am in a big mansion with six rooms, The first i saw The most beautiful thing, The second is an empty room with only just a window. As for The third, The room was missing a wall as you could see outside freely and hear the noises that came...
