Day 17 - Poem by Alex Messenger
She gives the bestest, warmest hugs
When she gives them, my heartstrings, she tugs.
When she's around, it's better than any drugs,
And her smile is cuter than ladybugs.
Today, she asked me what I would do, if she were to die.
There was so much that I could say, so I didn't lie.
I said that I'd miss her to the end of the world and that's why,
If she were dead, I'd break down and cry.
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