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and I'm done
it's been fun
but I'm too lazy to take the time
so please accept this crappy rhyme
*clap* *clap* *clap*
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That's a pretty good rhyme
Especially since you didn't have time
So now I applaud you
Hoping that you applaud me too
while my rhyming skills are rusty
(I haven't versed since 2nd grade)
I see that yours are trusty
Im sure we could do this all day
But sadly I will run out of words
(Although i could pull a Seuss
And make up words no one ever has heard
But that wouldnt be fair to yous...)
"do not be sad!" I cry
The master rhymer who
Was once dejected and had no hope
Yes I was once like you
But if you keep your head up high
If you shoot your arrow straight
You'll write the strongest of verse
And to see it! I can't wait
So go along your life, young poet, and know that this is true:
The greatest teller of your story, no matter what, is you.
and I'm done
it's been fun
but I'm too lazy to take the time
so please accept this crappy rhyme
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That's a pretty good rhyme
Especially since you didn't have time
So now I applaud you
Hoping that you applaud me too
(I haven't versed since 2nd grade)
I see that yours are trusty
Im sure we could do this all day
But sadly I will run out of words
(Although i could pull a Seuss
And make up words no one ever has heard
But that wouldnt be fair to yous...)
I give up
You are truly great
And I sadly accept my fate ):
The master rhymer who
Was once dejected and had no hope
Yes I was once like you
But if you keep your head up high
If you shoot your arrow straight
You'll write the strongest of verse
And to see it! I can't wait
So go along your life, young poet, and know that this is true:
The greatest teller of your story, no matter what, is you.