I HAVE ANOTHER POEMMM HAHAH.
This time my brother wrote it with me while we were walking to work this morning... haha it not err good, we just wanted it to rhyme xDD
Here it goes:
Our Sunday's
Let us Flee,
to the markets we'll be
We woke up at nine,
but won't have a good time
We're always late
we'll get our stare of hate
Our dad's always mad,
because he
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