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POETIST Apr 2020
Pills cool your mind,
But the bill booms your pocket.

Run round like you are mad,
but remember you have some pills left'
you scurry in your pocket .

but you realise that the pills went pale,
when it went it to the sea to sail.

you go to rail'
to fly up hail,

but the train got a message,
that its engine had failed..............

TO BE CONTINUED
THIS IS A SILLY POEM AS I HAVE NO FRIENDS IN SCHOOL

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