Yo breath is a trunk
It has a lot of junk
It smells like a skunk
Now I ask you what is that funk
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Written by one of the kids at the Recreation Center where I volunteer. He said he liked poetry, so I told him to write a poem, he was hesitant at first but I told him he could do no wrong. This was the outcome.
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