RandomA Chapter by Dani The UnreviewedRandom stuff rhymed in two minutes.
Until i take off my shoes,
All goes well, But then they start to smell. *Warning! biohazards detected.* And my bag flies, In the corner, it lies Cat's chasing mice, My homework dies, After i roll the dice, In my head, and besides, Whoever decides To break the ice, Would write these lines, In a greater size, But I've got no ice, So I'll stick with french fries, Until inspiration dies. © 2016 Dani The UnreviewedAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDani The UnreviewedTankcsapda, Agyarország, GermanyAboutHello, I am Polarr. Your 12-year-old writer from the other standpoint of the world. more..Writing
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