Abc Me
Again, its ime to
Be like a
Child who
Doesn't care that
Each letter must
Find itself joined to another to
Go on a
Hunt
In search of
Just the right combination to
Kindle an alphabet
Lyrical run, but, instead
Marches more
Nearly into an
Obnoxious oblivious
Pursuit to pick up
Quickly a
Rhyme
So sublime its stomach
Turning and grows
Uglier than
Vericose veins or
Wilder than an
Xotic ... (oops, forgot the "e")
Yippety
Zippety-doo-day day!!
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