My Home Earth
Wavy like the waves on a windy cloudy beach,
As soft as th leather on my moms cadillac seat,
As hot as the pavement on a warm sunny day,
Scary like the storms that can blow you away,
Left lonely by planets as they orbit away,
The Earth is my home and its here where i stay.
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