I tried to cover all the angles
But parts of them were sticking out
From under the covers....like toes from a blanket in winter
I thought it was real cute
It really needs some work though
Then I wrote you one about the alphabet
It got difficult....so I'm letting it marinate
With some chicken breasted I hope
To cook for supper
I've been practicing sounding
Like the sunset...but my pinks
And garnets keep getting mixed up
Right now my heart is beating
Too fast....wanna guess why
I thought I was calm...
Maybe I'm not....
Not right now anyway
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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