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Gecko Is Dank Poem
He never knew a thing about it
besides the shoe pack.
In that Box!?!?
Faculty,
Cutlery pom pom in a green.
Open can of tomatoes.
Not THE can.
*Lick*
Mmm. Blueberry vacuum cleaner.
Feather! Feather could be a salute.
Like to a tyrant?
Yeah, like Hitler
Hush, Hush, don't say that.
I wouldn't, could you?
I couldn't, but would.
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Gecko Is Dank Poem
Writing, Writing, Writing...
like I am running.
I am running away from Hate and Liars,
cheaters and thieves,
materialism and money,
greed and jealousy.
I am running from everyone that has ever tried to bring me down.
I am running to my destiny,
to no possessions,
to Love and knowledge.
I am running to happiness, and support.
To nature, and art.
I am sprinting,
I am writing...
and I'll never stop.
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Gecko Is Dank Poem
My Dearest Stuart…
Many days have passed since
You made up your mind.
You stupefied me,
When you agreed to be mine.
You will always be stupendous
In my eyes
Your words, your voice, your touch,
Constantly leaving me in
A daze.
We walk together on this path,
Away from those
Who point and laugh.
Let them judge,
For they will see,
Just how sturdy we can be.
Our feelings for one another,
Will grow.
Like a garden,
Row, on row
I have no doubt
In my mind
That we will last and over time
Miraculous memories
Will be woven.
Stuart, It is you
I have chosen!
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Gecko Is Dank Poem
I need to hurry,
I don't know what time it is.
Have you the time?!
I need to know what time it is!
I'm going to be late!
I'm going to be early?
I'm on time..
Or am I?
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