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I write little short poems.
Written, badly, to no ones.
With stupid little rhymes.
That happen all the time.

I talk about all kinds of things.
Like birdies that would sing.
And the twinkle stars,
Surrounding aliens from Mars.

I write of little lovely things.
Things I wouldn't dare to think.
Much less say out loud,
God forbid amidst a crowd.

I write of love and pretty eyes.
Finding both in the skies.
Cheesy little love stories
Written about lovely little zombies.