Rhyme Time
I don’t know how to rhyme.
This sucks I don’t have the time,
to think up silly nonsense.
It just isn’t of my essence.
Oh dear! Oh my!
Perhaps my brain has run dry.
Oh goodness I suppose I shall try,
To make an awesome rhyme.
Lets start with a game.
I know it isn’t the same.
But we will play it now,
so I don’t have to milk the cow.
I shall give you a word,
and no it won’t be an absurd word.
So this is how it works,
plus it has to do with pork!
I give you a food,
and you shall set the mood.
For instance apple pie
makes me feel so high
that I fly
In the sky!
Now what about hot dogs?
The make me want to blog
about their beautiful taste.
Oh dear! In my haste
I forgot my date.
Oh I am so late.
Well I had fun
And must leave without a brilliant pun.
We should do this again,
next time you begin!
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