You may now bow down to me.
I am your loyal pal.
Your best friend.
Until you decide.
It is the end.
I live in, a place called danger.
Where no more wander,
Is allowed to rome.
As you see, I do flee.
I do Jump.
And does love cheese.
But I still don't like to...
Make sense in this poem.
Because if I do,
I don't loosen up,
but I do get tense.
I am your loyal pal.
Your best friend.
Until you decide.
It is the end.
I live in, a place called danger.
Where no more wander,
Is allowed to rome.
As you see, I do flee.
I do Jump.
And does love cheese.
But I still don't like to...
Make sense in this poem.
Because if I do,
I don't loosen up,
but I do get tense.
