It'd be a blast to go to the beach,
Though I think I'll head down to the shore.
I should make it out to the mall,
Nah... guess I'll set out for the store.
I've been meaning to tend to my lawn,
But I better go work in the yard.
I fancy myself a poet,
Yet I'm really merely a bard.
This nonsensical spiel should be stopped,
'Cept It'd be for the best if I quit.
Exemplar, these verses of turd...
Yes, there's been enough of this shit.
:-)
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