Sugar oh so sweet
For everyone to eat
People might think you've had a colorful history
But your history, There are lots of blistery
Came from a seed
That's where every plant comes from that every plant needs
Rain Came down at a drizzle
Lightning in the sky fizzled
You were not scared
Latched into the ground with your roots all prepared
When the rain passed
You grew and Fast!
Into a stem
Yet for them
Some thought it was bamboo
Maybe you did too.
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The spice of Poetry! [UNDER REWRITE]
PoetryHi! Do you want to find what YOUR Spice of Poetry? It might be something simple, Or hard to find, Like jewelry, Read until the very end! Promise that you'll find it at one bend! If you have already, Found your 'Spice of Poetry', From thinking, S...