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Benya Anivat Poem
There's a word that is called "mosquito"
When I here it, it's pretty annoying
I think of insects
buzzing round me
and sucking all my blood!
I just won't let this happen
I wouldn't want to itch
could we be friends
and make a deal
and leave each other ALONE!
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Benya Anivat Poem
Spring and summer swoosh and swish
Seasonal changes squeezed and squashed
Winter and fall flow past by
Like all the yummy treats you buy
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Benya Anivat Poem
Silly little birds closing their eyes
And hopping from branches singing lalabies
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