The parents make them compete.
Games at the creek.
They don't seem to notice...
The children never return complete.
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Plain Jane
PoetryWhy are you so plain? Hmm? Plain, you're plain. 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧 Poetry by yours truly.
The Creek
The parents make them compete.
Games at the creek.
They don't seem to notice...
The children never return complete.
