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My First Poem |
| I stare out into space I’m in my own little world It’s my favorite place That is always swirled and twirled Everybody knows me there Nobody’s mean even the flying mare Who always makes a scene It’s my own little haven A place where the creatures know you Even the orange raven Who has the flu Yes it is very nice there No reason to leave Even if you saw a bear Because he doesn’t care Nobody cares if you stay or leave They all know you’re coming back Don’t worry they won’t grieve if you leave They won’t have a panic attack Because they know you’ll be sitting somewhere boring Somewhere your mind can’t help but wander Then you’ll be back exploring And back a daydreamer |