Free licks, the sign read.
Of ice cream? My mind questioned.
Summer was not here.
The sign read free licks of ice cream,
Summer was not here?
My mind questioned.
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 1:05 AM UTC
Free licks, the sign read.
Of ice cream? My mind questioned.
Summer was not here.
The sign read free licks of ice cream,
Summer was not here?
My mind questioned.
Forgot what the structure of the poem was suppose to be but the idea was to use the same phrases but rearrange them in a way that still made sense, without changing them too much.
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