Here's a miniature short poem I wrote for the Writer's Cramp. Enjoy!
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Aimee Amanda Alms
by Fowlkes
Line count: 10
Aimee Amanda Alms
Had made her own hair balms.
Rubbing it in
It hurt like sin
I screamed to wake up all moms!
Aimee Amanda Alms
Was reading the book of Psalms.
I stormed inside
It looked like I'd
Made her book fall from her palms!
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