Bl4NKsp0ts.

Yellow is the sky

,after I read your eye.

Brown shall be

the one to make me

Love your “I’s”.

Black could be my heart,

Knowing only.

You can never touch,

The things I want for me.

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V1:S1

The Gnome that went home.

Part 1.

Brome a snot lily livered and snot bellied gross Gnome,

got lost among the path of delayed stress syndrome.

He got so stressed his feet grew,

one feet per 10 square inch each time he yells from his mouth none but brew.

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