Who Luckily Meets Kids At Home
Who luckily meets kids at home,
When they start to places roam
Or start arranging for Rome
To her nook and cranny comb,
Hopefully glimpse her Underground Gnome
Or try Rome’s own Cycles of Chrome?
Whoever jams kids at home,
Who by nature at a boring home
Begin to in their mouths foam?
Soon out for architectural sand and loam
To mount The Flat-Shaped and Dome
While worried or dumped parents at home
Rage and don’t fail to foam.
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