So I found two more poems written by the 12-year-old me, one about Legos and the other about...the difference between hot and cold?
Well, here's the Lego one:
Little bricks scattered about.
When you step on them you shout.
Connect them to make cool things;
A house or a ship with wings.
Hair on head on shirt on pants,
Now make your Lego man dance!
Legos, Legos, so much fun!
Now my little poem's done.
Yeah definitely not my best...
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Random Poetry
PoesiaSometimes poetry just bleeds out of me. Funny poetry, serious poetry, poetry that has good meter and complicated stuff, or poetry that's just a jumble of rhyming words. <Note: The first 20 or so are MOSTLY old poems, kinda light and silly and f...
