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i dont really like poems.

all the poems i see suck as much as this one

or are all loveish and boring and gross

but sure, why not?

SPOILER'D FOR A REASON!

Come one, come all,

I'm am about to tell you a poem.

All young, all old,

You will truly enjoy this until the end.

We see things in the sky that are bright and twinkling,

But what are they made of, if you're wondering.

They are planets, huge to us as a seedling.

But are they far away, you not be knowing.

Yes they are, and a thousand beyond,

Light is faster than any transport that reached one.

But there aren't only planets, but also stars.

Source of light, heat and other unknown to some.

They feed plants the light that is necessary,

To grow and grow, until it is old and weary.

Without them, we would then be dead already.

Without the air, we would not gasp so freely.

Our planet is full of things, like food and sights,

The things we make, and wars full of fights.

Without the light, we would not see clearly,

Without the sights, we would be so carefree.

With light we see, with plants we breathe,

With planets we observe, and stars that gleam.

We fight for greed, we fight for freedom,

We care for ourselves, and we care for others.

What are we, both in one?

I haven't a clue, its based on you.

The children who cry, are not cared mostly,

Because we are too lazy, which is very lustly.

We don't see others as respected beings,

Because we all think we are our own king.

Humans are dumb, intelligent or not,

A person so wise is what they name naught.

Selfish, greedy, lazy, and dumb.

No matter what we do, we think so numb.

We judge most people for carefree reasons,

But we find a few people prudently reasoned.

We will speak of negative things no more,

Now to a greater subject, postively no bore.

Love, family, and friends are what we say good things,

Without this in the world, we'd be heartless already.

But find this thankful, for that is what we should be,

For we weren't born with these emotions for nothing.

Happy times and joyful moments are one of the things we treasure,

Being married and having a child are what we treasure the most.

The ones who respond the the cries of children,

Are the ones who care for you and others the most.

Love is nothing but a relationship,

It is angry, but it isn't jealous,

It is serious, and very zealous.

Family is like a tree.

The leaves are the children,

And the tree is the parent.

The air are like your friends,

That flow with such coherent.

I hope you enjoyed this, even if it was grim and comfortable,

But understand this, not everything in the world is fallible.

For we too admit our mistakes and apologize so agreeable,

We make mistakes, we make crimes, if we admit, be forgivable.

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why do people need napkins? isnt that what pants are for?

napkins are for when you just washed your hands and/or your pants and/or your sleeve and you don't want to wash them again

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i got another poem!

Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless

Christmas Dinner's dark and blue

When you stop and try to see it

From the turkey's point of view

Sunday Dinner isn't sunny

Easter Feasts are just bad luck

When you see it from the viewpoint

Of a chicken or a duck

Oh how I once loved tuna salad

Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too

Till i stopped and looked at dinner

From dinner's point of view

despite this, i still live off of sandwiches.

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napkins are for when you just washed your hands and/or your pants and/or your sleeve and you don't want to wash them again

Hey Angie.

Do you know another term for napkins?

Noe has a pretty rockin' pair of glasses if you need, Rocky.

I'll let him have my black shades, RoseWind...

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I found another poem too! and this fits the napkins topic! sort of...

God gave us fingers - Ma says "Use your fork."

God gave us voices - Ma says "Don't Scream."

Ma says eat broccoli, cereal and carrots.

But God gave us tasteys for maple ice cream.

God gave us fingers - Ma says "Use your hanky."

God gave us puddles - Ma says "Don't jump."

Ma says, "Be quiet, your father is sleeping."

But God gave us garbage can covers to crash.

God gave us fingers - Ma says, "Put your gloves on."

God gave us raindrops - Ma says, "Don't get wet."

Ma says be careful, and don't get too near to

Those strange lovely dog that God gave us to pet.

God gave us fingers - Ma says "Go wash 'em."

But God gave us coal bins and nice dirty bodies

And I ain't to smart, but there's one thing for certain-

Either Ma's wrong or else God is.

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penumbra is human? penumbra is a CHAIR. there's a difference.

and now i want to put up the entire "where the sidewalk ends" for rosewind. but then id get in trouble.

who brought up poems again?

Me.

Speaking of poems.

What did you mean by "what is the reason of this"?

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