Sunday, January 26, 2014

CLOUDS

CLOUDS

CLOUDS ARE EVER SO FLUFFY LIKE COTTON BALLS IN THE AIR
NONE CAN BE QUITE DIFFERENT BUT QUITE NONE CAN BE A PAIR
BUT THEY ARE TOO HIGH TO GET IN YOUR HAIR!

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  1. if you like this poem then please send a comment, I have a lot like this and would love to add more if you guys want me too.

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