Angeline Larsen Poems

The twist and turns of this maze
seem to all be the same
The grassy turn's seem to go on til out of sight
One days end means another days light
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Dancing is a calling
it called to me
One fine summer day
when I was three
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I remember as if it was yesterday
The girl I met down the street
She was strange yet unique
In different ways then you think
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Bobo the hobo lived in a shack
I know that he once stepped on a tack
We think he snapped long ago
but with out a brain he doesn't know
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Watch out if you dare I think I saw an alien hair. It was on the ground outside my house. I think there might be an alien about. The hair I saw was purple and tall. It was rolled in to a ball. I think there's an alien here.

Could it be in designs or maybe just in my mind, but I'm sure there's an alien here.
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