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Writer's pictureNightFlame

A Silly Poem

My silly goosery knows no bounds

My silly choosingly resounding such sound

I'm seriously doing these ridiculous things

I pinch, I prod, I laugh with no intended sting


I'm an absolute downright rambunctiously silly goober,

an avid jape, jest, joke user

I find something preposterous, 

mischievous, 

Ludicrous,

Unthinkable

And I know just what to do with her.


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