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Rain
The rain falls downIt pounds on meNo one can stop itNot even meIt lightens upIt comes down hardBut it wont shut upJust hear me whineA car splashes byMore wet I ...
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A Wacky Riddle Poem
I'm thinking of a thing,Its brown and yellow,It makes a ding,Its round and mellow,It likes to sing,It dances like jello,Its got serious bling,It aint an ordinary fellow,Ok, I lied,I coudnt ...
