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Chiori (m)
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I start with the first line of a poem, you just fill in a line that fits with the line posted above yours. Though it is not a must, try to make the last word of your line rhyme with the last word of the previous line: eg. Once upon a time, When the bells did chime, etc. And so I start with the first line.
One summer morning when men were men and trees were trees,
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acidrop (f)
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the day grew from firm to firm and tease to reals
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Chiori (m)
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A bird royal, from its carriage you could tell,
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rasulua (m)
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D dog out of their kennel wiping their tails,awaiting d milk man to chase,
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Omo Eko (earl_puckett@yahoo.co.uk) (f)
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One summer morning when men were men and trees were trees,
the day grew from firm to firm and tease to reals
A bird royal, from its carriage you could tell,
D dog out of their kennel wiping their tails,awaiting d milk man to chase,
a drunk bitch puffing grass and ready to be poked and laced,
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Infourmer
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why weren't you banned too,thgis is ojoro O 
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Chiori (m)
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said the bitch to the royal bird in tones barbaric sounding
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rasulua (m)
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I wish this omo eko is banned
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acidrop (f)
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if wishes were house beggers could ride
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Chiori (m)
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And so continued the Savage Verse in song!
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acidrop (f)
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savage aint saved by the bell, like the saints
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