nobody sat in an ugly old room
nobody sat in an ugly old room
(which down so balanced many walls gloom)
red orange yellow green
he penned his not he wrote his was
cats and dogs(both tiny and sweet)
loved for nobody all so neat
they danced their is they barked their not
circle shape star dot
people cried(so as to blame
and hot they fought as cold they came
yellow green red orange)
and none loved him day by day
time by now and paper by pen
he scribbled his sad he lost his then
dust by floor and wind by calm
no any was given to him
they joined their thems
laughed their trials and hid their sad
(wake frown smile and all)they
masked their frowns they buried their flaws
star dot circle shape
(and only the birds can learn to show
how children are known to learn to imitate
which down so balanced many walls gloom)
some day nobody lived i think
(and they left to forget his name)
plastic thems tossed him away by flame
more by more and cause by cause
all by all and inch by inch
and minute by minute they kept their same
nobody and nothing gone from mind
hope by loss and never by no.
They and them(both stiff and fake)
orange yellow green red
kept their ways and held their lot
circle shape star dot
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