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I suck at rhymes but here it is...
I don't know when, but at a later date.
There won't be any more cookies to bake.
No love to make,
No earth to quake,
No hands to shake,
And no lives to take.
When that day comes, I hope to find.
A larger species of Clementine?
Or many more words without a rhyme?
Or climb-ier vines,
Or softer crimes,
Or smellier pines,
With straighter lines.
But until then it's up to you,
To find many more lines that rhyme with blue.
Find prettier views,
Find me lefty-er shoes,
And truer trues that speak just for vous.
Ah! But here I am taking all the
S P A C E,
And haven't left you a chance to grace,
This page with words you want to create.
Careful now it's not a race.
There isn't any first to place,
Only yummier taste,
Only bass-ier bass,
Only ever yourself,
No rules to place.
But before I do,
I realize-es,
I've gone and wrote this on
Electronic devices!
I hope this version
Lives to suffice-es!
Or will it be gone and sacrifices?!
I should have taken other advices!
Been nice-ier nices!
Tried creamier ices!
Tried dating girls with a little more spices!