Rubik's Cube An Alien
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Rubik's cube of skill with a thrill;
a small little Chameleon alien
green, red, white, blue, orange, yellow.
Sometimes lurks on the sill
or peeks out of a drawer while I bellow
and take my little pill
because it's made me ill.
Enjoys provoking making me squeal.
Get even by pulling it's little
squares apart and place them back
together in its order to chill and fulfill
my need before I get ill and kill
the Rubik's cube, the small little
Chameleon alien
green, red, white, blue, orange, yellow.
1/16/2021
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2021
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