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I love my cat;
She’s cute and fat.
I named her Kitty
Because she was pretty.
One day, Kitty brought me a rat
Because she wanted a nice pat.
She left to the city,
But then felt pity.
Kitty came back with a hat;
I looked at her and she laid there and sat.
She licked my hand, which felt gritty;
I still love my Kitty, even though she’s witty.
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My friend was on a big ship;
She had fallen off, and broke her hip!
Her name is Elisa;
And always ate pizza,
Until she extremely burned her lip!
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even though i'm sassy,
I still act classy.
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you are the green light
to my Gatsby inspired dreams.
You light up my world.
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Why is Catrina so fake?
She is like a snake.
She attracts all men,
Especially ken.
Why is Catrina made of plastic?
Her personality isn’t fantastic.
She has more than one friend,
But by next year, it will end.
Why is Catrina so mean?
She always cause a scene.
She is like a doll
That has no life at all.
Why is Catrina a brat?
She once dated a frat.
She also kissed a teacher;
I heard that it happened under the bleacher.
Why does Catrina Lie?
Is it because she will die?
Everyone hates that she is fake;
She is gonna drown in the lake.
Why did Catrina go in the park?
Maybe it’s because ken told her to come in the dark.
Since her life was so plastic,
Her death was a classic.
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I'm like a grumpy old fellow
whose temper is not so mellow.
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Why do people associate colors with emotions? Do I have the same colors as you? No one will know what other people see. My blue could be your red. My dark could also be your light. Do animals have the same color profiles as humans? Are there colors that humans can’t see?
People depict blue as sadness; They say it makes you sad and lonely. To me, Blue has always been the sky on a sunny day. Blue will always be the color of men. Blue is like the birds and sea. It’s beautiful and mesmerizing. Another color that resembles darkness is black. Some see black as scary and dark, but I see it as the beautiful night sky. Black resembles the silky fur of a black cat or the feather of a Raven. It contrasts with white. White is weird because you can’t have dark or light versions of it. The clouds will always taste like vanilla.
Why is the color of sickness the same color as fortune? Green is the color of nature that makes this planet beautiful. The color of “Go” is minty fresh. Another natural color is yellow. From the flowers to the bees, yellow is shining everywhere. Yellow is as blinding as the juice of a lemon; They both sting your eyes. The other bright color is orange. Orange tastes sweet and spicy. It resembles construction zones. Orange will burn you.
The color of beauty is the color of blood. Others see red as anger or frustration, but I see it as rubies and roses. Isn’t it funny that the color of stop is the color of love? How does the color of pasta taste like an apple? A similar color is purple. Purple is calming to me. The color of wine was the sign that I have a bruise. Purple hurts to touch. Last, we have pink. Pink is similar to purple, yet it’s very different. Pink is the best candy flavor. This color symbolizes women, but to me, it symbolizes children because it’s a playful color. This fun color brings tears to people too.
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Dinner is ready, so please hurry.
I made everyone their favorite curry.
It has some chicken,
That's worth of lick-in;
But don't get it in your eyes, they'll get blurry.
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Why do I have such beautiful eyes?
They are the color of ocean blue,
Anyone who looks at them, cries.
The mirror is filled with lies.
I look at myself, but see you.
Why do I have such beautiful eyes?
I’m used to goodbyes.
They looked at my eyes and saw someone they knew,
Anyone who looks at them, cries.
Whatever I see, dies.
The longer I stare, they become see through.
Why do I have such beautiful eyes?
The longer my ocean hits the sun, it fries.
My eye sees the deceitful view.
Anyone who looks at them, cries.
My eyes in the mirror are like spies;
All the great things people say, are untrue.
Why do I have such beautiful eyes?
Anyone who looks at them, cries.
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I may act like a quixotic adolescent,
But at least I’m not a depressant.
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