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I Can Do It

I sit alone in my room a lot of the time Trying to make poems that sound good and rhyme Alot of them sound really bad And because of that it gets me mad But i still carry on and think of more And sometimes i sink to the floor But then i think of a few good ones And somehow makes it more fun To know when i put my mind to it Make a poem with words that fit.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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