Polly couldn't stop thinking about the play
It was just so hard and strange
But she could never forget the cache
That morning, Polly was shocked by the resume
She had to calm herself with an exchange
Polly couldn't stop thinking about the play
Later, Polly was spooked by a day
She tried to focus on a shortchange
But she could never forget the cache
Mo tried to distract her with a bay
Said it was time to start thinking about an interchange
Polly couldn't stop thinking about the play
Polly took action like a ray
The play was like a toxic mange
But she could never forget the cache
Polly nosedived like a sassy survey
Her mind turned into a grange
Polly couldn't stop thinking about the play
But she could never forget the cache
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Incoherent (& Generated) Poetry (2)
PoetryPoetry that serves to clash tonally and ideally with the objective of making some bit of coherency.
