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Alphabet Poem (I)


A

Big

Calm

Day

Even Though

Freaking

Gerbils Are

Here

I

Just Need

Kleenex Wipes

Like To

Make Sure

None

Of Those

Peasants

Question Me

Real Talk

Shut Up

Taking Up

University’s Air

Very Hot

Wishing A

Xylophonic Tone.

Yes That

Zens Me

 
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