#974656 added February 1, 2020 at 3:04am Restrictions: None
This Poem Blows: Florette
I've fallen behind, I'll catch up!
I'll write these rhymes, oh yup yup yup!
Exhausted, weary, here I come
Penning some crap that's not awesome, fluppity flup
Feeling better, the genius flows
from my brain to the world and grows
putrid flowers of stupidness
this poem sucks, it's just a mess, for sure, it blows.
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