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Poetry Minus The Sense
My imagination rhymes! Sometimes. (That one was unintentional. Honest.)
Monday, February 22, 2010
Kazoo
I blew and I blew
Into the kazoo
Until I just knew
That my face had turned blue.
"Well this just won't do,"
Thought I myself to.
Yet I did continue...
And passed out right on cue.
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