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Lexy Pal Poem
my horse my horse how art thee why abate my kingdom to beseech thy fruits of your
labor , he collied autumn beteems their childing eyes proclaim for art thou i must apace
neeze ere i jump through he loop onto the margent
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snowed in to your home cocoa in hand dreams of flurries dancing in your mind perfect time
to put up decorations and a tree and listen to christmas music and watch the mocie a
christmas celecrating many a oliday from christmas to kwanza and many more stressing
people out with the presense of the voice in your head saying to get the perfect gift money
and greed mean nothing at this time of year its family and friends that matter the most and
thats all the counts in the eyes of the beholder family is all you need
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janey was always making a mess
she would go through the trash
she was always covered in paint
she liked to play in the mud
she needed to be blessed
when she was looking she found a new sash
she needed to be praying to the saints
she always dressed like a dud
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I love food
all types please don't think i'm rude
i especially like popcorn and bread
they both keep me fed
sometimes i think i might bust walking around town is a must
please don't call me fat
because i don't fit on a yoga mat
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Autumn Turkey
crossed snows path the winter blows near
the turkey time is finally here
holiday goods shopping a plenty
people a bussling
cities so hefty
people run to buy last minute goods
for parties, filled with fun and love
no more merry could we be,
on this autumn night you see
crossed the mountains and over the lake
to uncle nates house right on the
drake
turkeys seasoned with love and care
uncle nate's house will never lay bare
for every season there will be,
a gigantic party wait till you see
bustling relatives all up in a bunch
tired and cranky but happilly
filled with lunch
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Lexy Pal Poem
I love food
all types please don't think i'm rude
i especially like popcorn and bread
they both keep me fed
sometimes i think i might bust walking around town is a must
please don't call me fat
because i don't fit on a yoga mat
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a foul stench is in the mist like from the graveyard foul despair, yearning pasengers dawn
of the plague cast into a hollow grave no on can mourn their death for it be forboden to go
near deaths closet less you want death to open the door and push you inside forever more
walking the streets deathcarts in hand sadness leaks through the clumsiest bands of strength
the families have no wonder why the death bestowes your glorious dome of gold and plunder
just like a strike of lightning and the thunder to just to dialate the roughness of the dumb
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do we honestly think it will last do we honestly believe in our hearts that we will all
find someone and that everyone will find someone that they will truly love forever
that they won't leave and then say they are sorry and give them another chance
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