The Queen of Hearts,
did some farts,
all on a summers day.
The Knave of hearts,
had smelt the farts
and surely ran away.
The King of Hearts
he smelt the farts
And scorned the queens full score.
The Queen of Hearts,
stopped doing farts,
and vowed she do no more.
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Crappy Poetry (please read?)
PoetryHey guys! This was actually a request from I_Am_Joker. He told me to write more poetry after he read my previous poem, Hater's Make Us Famous. I hope you enjoy it, etc, etc, and let me know what you think.
