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Day at the beach
A poem I made :
One day then i got through the door
My house then smelled like the beach floor
So when i finally got to the beach
I noticed that I packed only a single peach
So when I started to get kinda bored
I decided to get back in my good ole ford
And when I got to my cozy little home
I saw my dog running around with the telephone!
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