Protype Poems - Poems about Protype

...Jake McGee the spoiled brat came running back What are you working on, Mr. Brandnew Hat? It is a protype, not ready for people to see. I want it! I want it! Yelled spoiled Jake McGee. You alrea......

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...The Christmas Cottage was a wake-up call to the elves. A place where every toy was in stock, upon the shelves. A protype of every item they were to make this year. And step by step directions to m......

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...Like a beautiful image painted inside my stargazed head The one who receives compliments when words are said A body of flesh that creates the protype of my obsesssions The one I kneel and pray for......

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