Make a rhyme,
Make a phrase,
Do it how you want,
And do it for days.
Take as long as you need,
For things to come to mind,
Who knows what you'll think of,
Who knows what you'll find.
So many thoughts,
And so much to say,
You know what you want,
Along your way.
So make a rhyme,
And make a phrase,
Who knows what will happen,
Who knows yours ways.
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