Best Oregano Poems
Oil of OreganoRunning a fever which mocked her
she took ibuprofen and a bath.
Wondering, should she call the doctor,
she decided on a cheaper path.
She called the diner on the third floor,
ordered pizza (she cannot resist ‘em).
Oven-baked in a shop just next door,
“Deliv’ry in thirty.” -...
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Categories:
oregano, 11th grade, sick,
Form:
Rhyme