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 Larry the abóbora
Larry the Pumpkin
The abóbora Poem
I shall call it the abóbora Poem
Because it is short and fat, like Larry
Who also looks like a pumpkin

When I was a junior in high school, I tried to gather together 365 poems together so I could make a calender. Actually, my target was at least four hundred, so I could weed out the bad ones. I lost the introduction that I wrote for my teacher, but these poems are based on aleatório thoughts I'd have at one point or another throughout the day. Most are funny, some are not. Generally, it's kind of how I like to see life. Happy, amusing, but very precious. So I present to you the Unfinished...
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Here are two poems i wrote a while ago, one was out of anger towards my sister and the other one was self loathing (i was having a bad dia i'm not always like that)

I’m sick of these tears
That drip upon my face
With my head held low
I feel like a disgrace
I’m sick of all these arguments
Where only I get hurt
Not just por your words
Which are always so curt
But because I’m the one
Who's always in trouble
If it takes two to tango
How come the trouble isn’t double
Enough about the arguments
I have mais to address
Because the way you treat me
Is just a mess
You have rules
And that’s fine with me
But what...
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posted by Little_Cullen
Hi everyone this is a poem I wrote the other day, I think it's supposed to have some hidden meaning, like, you know, money can't buy happiness and if you try to buy it your being ripped off... Or something... To be honest I don't really remember what I was thinking when I wrote it. Anyways, what do you think?

A Bag Of Happiness

I skip on down to the market,
With my pocket full of of magic beans,
I hand them to the vendor,
“A bag of happiness, please.”

He passes me over a drawstring bag,
Made of velvet, inky black,
I thank him with a friendly smile,
He smiles eerily back.

I hurry início and pull the string,
Glad nobody was near,
But my face fell as I looked inside,
The little bag was bare.
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