poetry
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Unloved I’m not a creature who is loved the best, In fact, most say I’m an awful pest, It’s not my fault, I don’t mean to be, Nature made me as I am, you see, I love cats and dogs the most, You humans aren’t the best hosts, I like to flip and flap and…
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Unwanted Gifts It is the worst time of year, One that fills me with great fear, It’s my birthday next week, you see, I know I should be filled with glee, To receive presents and gifts galore, But I don’t want them, not anymore, Not out-of-date sweets from Uncle Ken, Or twee ornaments yet again,…
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Knickers! Knickers is a funny word, And long johns are just absurd, Y-fronts is a silly name, And briefs just sound really tame, Thongs aren’t for the faint-hearted, On strings, don’t get me started, I don’t mind boxers one bit, But bloomers take the biscuit, I could give them names anew, But good old knickers…
