These Words Wont Rhyme
The cold of frost
when all seems lost
the soul the cost
Won’t rhyme with post
That’s Strange at most
Just Like a ghost
Hoasting a roast
but eating toast
to stop his woes
and rows the coast
and stops to pose
Aside the post
Why frost cost and lost
Different to most
OST but not close
I’m starved bored
Card board
Card ward
card bard
A Card bored cord
A lion raw as mores
roars at yours inside his doors
raw on more pardon lord
Arrrrrrr pirate
and a fact tack and very fat
Or a West Country prat
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