RANA Poem by STAR CHILDRAN He ran There was no ban In the clan His name was dan He had a flan Kicking the can There is no clan In the frying pan There was a man Named pan He had a plan He had a tan That was a span Watch the scan That was where it began To plan With his best man Wearing cyan To make a game plan They ate a pecan He drove a sedan He was a straight man Holding a tin can The age of man Allen Hollandsworth "9/15/11
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4 Reviews Added on September 16, 2011 Last Updated on September 16, 2011 AuthorSTAR CHILDHOGWARTSAboutI love to write poetry i do many kinds of poetry but mostly i like taking people to magical places i mostly write about dragons and fairies i enjoy writting for children more..Writing
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