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He loves me, he loves me not, Something I could say a lot. Though I don’t, because I know, How he loves me dearly so. As I l..

There once was a giraffe in the wild He often acted like a child His neck was very long His teeth were very strong Even though they we..

There once was a wolf from the zoo He had brothers of two He led his pack well Ran away for a spell But came back begging for you

Hiding during day Shining bright during the night The moon owns the tides Walking towards shore The waves roll in heavily The sun r..

Eavesdropping at times I listen to the talking Oops they see me… run

There once was a bad rhymester, She was in her third trimester, The baby was late, She thought it was fate, And held the child bac..

Pie, Delicious dessert, Succulent, scrumptious, sweet Tasty, tempting, treat Pastry.

Kites Soar high Through the sky Vibrant and exciting Often colorful in the breeze They climb the winds With long tails Danc..

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So lovely a snowy day Never will it hold Often melts away Wow it is really cold