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Blockhead
Some call me a blockhead
I don't understand
I mean,
My head is not made
Of Lego or sand
Why would you call me
By that name
It doesn't make sense
To say such a thing
I can be quite nice
And try to work hard
Last week I found
A stray with a collar
I took the stray in
My friends came on by
The started to laugh
And I wondered why
I asked why they laughed
It made them laugh harder
Until one replied
That's not a stray
I looked confused
They started to laugh
The one that had spoken
Said that is my cat
Sponsor: Destroyer ~ Poet
Contest: BLOCK ~ BLOCK ~ BLOCK
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