Sean Miller

Rookie (massachusats)

The Bored Poem - Poem by Sean Miller

Ok I am bored
And smell of cardboard
And was born from the dark lord
I am trying to rhyme
Meanwhile passing the time
While I am looking for a dime
I don’t know what I am saying
I am really just playing
With the many displaying
Ways you can make rhymes

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, July 16, 2010


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