Poem #6
At last, this is the end.
I just hope my content blends.
These thoughts from my head;
That I magically ponder.
Will follow you to your bed,
And leave you in wonder.
Though I'm no Jacob Tremblay,
My words come to slay.
And just like Joseline said, I'll "do it like it's my B-day."
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