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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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