One day I ran into a door,
A door made out of glass.
I bounced right off, I went down hard,
And landed on my ass.
I stood up quick,
I looked around;
I cussed out loud,
I stomped the ground!
I quickly walked,
I turned and then,
I ran into said door again.
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Poems
PoetryJust a bunch of random, unrelated poems, most of them will probably be funny or moody, I love a good laugh but I get a little philosophical. I wrote most of these poems in school, and all of them will be my own work. All rights reserved.
