Dancing in my dream
Was a wild, wicked wombat
Did it mean something?
Dancing in my dream
Was a wild, wicked wombat
Did it mean something?
Grant me a wish, please
Oh, Drying Up Old Well, please
Bring rain, cease the fire
Fleeting idea
Intent to be remembered
Quickly forgotten
Speeding is a joy
A thousand miles every hour
Just as I sit here
How long should it take
To write a single poem
To be respected
If a cookie could
Be made to never crumble,
It’s still a cookie?
Closing your own eyes
To the world and to the light
Can make things clearer
I love you so much
But all you do is hurt me
Oh, Jalepeรฑo
A day of leaping
Does not happen every year
What’ll you do with it?
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A flower won’t die
Just because it is stepped on
It will get back up
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