In the garden of
Eden i waited for
him. the slippery slimy
snake with eyes the
size of quarters. I
am here to stop
him for he is here
to take the rose.
the Golden Rose shining
beautifully in the
moonlight. with petals
so fine they could
be liquid. as i waited
i fell asleep and
when i awoke
the golden rose
was gone he had
come and taken it away
that poor poor girl.
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Poetryi will be writing my own poems and putting them in this book plz don't judge me if they are THAT bad.
