[Write a poem about things that make you smile.]
I’m gonna try this without looking up rhyming words. I hope it won’t be that difficult…
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Smiles find themselves up on my face
During times of joy, like when I won that race
.
Spectacular was the prize that day
I was allowed to eat something other than hay
.
Smiles are also born from other great accomplishments
For example that time I ate fourteen hundred mints
.
But most of all I’m made happy when I read or write
When a good story pleases the fuck out of me
And the main character overcomes a great plight
When I put pen to paper and ideas flow smoothly.
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Yeah, more difficult than I thought. Rhymes don’t come naturally to me at all.
