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I don’t like brown mustard Or an ice cream cone that leaks I don’t like asparagus Green beans, squash or beets I don’t like to wear new shoes They pinch and squeak a lot And I don’t like cold weather Or when it gets too hot I don’t at all like spiders Or other crawling things Any creepy crawly That bite…or worse…they sting! I don’t like commercials The things they try to sell Who on Earth would need or want A digital dinner bell? Mowing the lawn can drive me mad I might buy a horse To eat the grass I have to mow But that’s absurd, of course There are some things I really like I might list them all sometime But this poem’s already 6 stanzas long And I don’t like long rhymes
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Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
Just For The Giggles
I don’t like brown mustard Or an ice cream cone that leaks I don’t like asparagus Green beans, squash or beets I don’t like to wear new shoes They pinch and squeak a lot And I don’t like cold weather Or when it gets too hot I don’t at all like spiders Or other crawling things Any creepy crawly That bite…or worse…they sting! I don’t like commercials The things they try to sell Who on Earth would need or want A digital dinner bell? Mowing the lawn can drive me mad I might buy a horse To eat the grass I have to mow But that’s absurd, of course There are some things I really like I might list them all sometime But this poem’s already 6 stanzas long And I don’t like long rhymes
Just feeling silly I guess MD Smith
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Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
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