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Here's a crazy poem I just thought of. I might add some more if I make up more.

I saw a pickle one day and I thought I'd say hey,
It shouted at me for eatings pickles and then peas,
I just said it was just a day,
But then he made me eat clay,
And then he made me eat hay,
Then after I did puke
And on AG I want to be an iron duke,
Then my puke went in the kettle,
So we pured it over nettles,
This may be my fate,
But animals like to mate,
This poem is just bad,
And that makes me really sad.

:0 Very bad and badiful. Be nice to me and don't even comment this badness.