MY AWESOME POEMS
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MatureComplete Wed, Nov 18, 2015<5 mins
ROSES
roses are red
violets are blue
and candy is as sweet as you
but my love is much stronger than candy
sorry I am writing so late but i love you so much
Cats
cats are cute like you
cats are as fast as a cheetah
cats are as cute as a button
Sweets
sweets are as sweet as you
roses smell as sweet as you
sweet as cute as you
sweets are as hot as you
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