I see the succulent orange Sitting on the counter. It invites me to peel the skin, And eat its sections. I look at it hungrily Pondering whether or not to eat it. I decide against it, And finish my cookie.
Candy is good once in a while
but not Always, if you want it
you should space it all out Not
one Day after another
You should spread it out.
A girl poked her head out of a pond She twisted her head right to left Seeing all of her surroundings And went back into her mysterious habitat
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