Food, a silent thought,
If not made, brought.
No matter the size,
It's like the best prize to gobble it down,
Or if you're the king of the town.
But no matter what it is,
(Unless it is peas)
For every single food
I will always ask please.
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Poems
Poetrywhatever poems you desire, if it is completely nonsense. I made this to take some off-time while I make other books
