Hello there
I’m back again
What’s going on
Inside my brain
There’s a pink bunny
Running in the snow
Dismantle! Transform!
Wheeze gasp blow
Millions of ants
Spiders, too
And of hippopotami
There are a few
This poem sucks
But it’s a trend
It’s not pureed
It’s Folgers blend
Hablas espanol?
Gordo, Senor?
Aaugh! Not Spanish!
I can’t take no more
Axe through my head
Sew it up quick
The contents of my mind
Even make me sick.
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