Oct 02
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WINTER RAP. (by a cat)

ze little white fluffz 
fall onto da mee
I eat them in my sheep
they wet and cold and yeet

I Climb the prickly indoor-tree
I knock the apples off-
oops, not apples.
they shatter on the floor.
I run away and hide...

hot chocolate snowball cake
chicken flavoured gravy lake
cheezitz in my snake

cheezburgerz? 
nop.
Pinehpplehs?
nop.  

not-applez in my chocolate kaik
cheesit flavoured cheezy shake
snowballs in my face

ze little white fluffz 
fall onto da mee
I eat them in my sheep
they wet and cold and yeet.
Sep 27
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FALL RAP. (by a cat)


Da red an oranj leefs,
dey fal onto da me!
i cetsh dem wit mah paws!
dey cowld an yummy, yeet!
maple pumpkin apple kaik,
turkey gravey pankaik lake,
cozy fire blanketz yeet!
Bannanaz?
Nop.
Pinaplz?
Nop.
apple cider doughnut kaik,
turducken cheeze an gravy lake,
cozy fire blanketz yeet!
Da red an oranj leefs, 
dey fal onto da me!
i cetsh dem wit mah paws!
dey cowld an yummy, yeet!


 
Sep 25
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UHhhhh................ NOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!! #2

Sep 24
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Ummm... NOOOOOOT!

Hallo!

I have three toes
one is in California
just 'cause that goes
with everything 

like

uhh...

BREAD!!!!!!

'allo!

I have four toes. 
one is STILL in California
and seven are in my noes
**nose
I have four now 
'cause I pulled one
out of my brother's ear,
lost one in a river,
and conjured one
with my magykal 
BREAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And, uh, that equals four. 
Sep 20
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MTB#2!!!

YEET

YEET

YEET

YEET

YEET

FOOD
YEET 

EET

*Y
FOOOD

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAHAA YEET!

[Sounds that come from mouth while you MOUNTAINBIKE!!!!!]
 

Dec 07
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Mountain bike!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Biking down the mountain,
There is no fountain,
So I’d hydrate
Before you die, mate.
And if you crash,
In a flash,
you’ll be bleeding
Instead of speeding.
do a jump
Land on a bump
And tear
down Bears
(a trail)
At Cady Hill.
I like to chill
at Cady Hill
Where you can ride Florence;
A great performance.
Biking down the mountain,
There is no fountain,
So I’d hydrate
Before you die, mate!

 
Dec 06
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MTB!!!


I think every one should try mountain biking. 
    


I tore off of a jump;
the wind whipped my hair against my face 
as I flew through the air.
I land on the other side,
a quick, satisfying thump,
and speed down a flowy downhill trail.
my eyes fill with joy from the smoothness,
and I fly off of a jump into the end of the trail.

I think everyone should experiance mountainbiking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dec 06
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Writers block 2

Dec 06
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Voice of the Forest


As I walk into the forest,
I hear birds twitter,
I see cranberry plants
That probably taste bitter,
A gurgling creek
Splashes onto rocks.
Suddenly, a hawk.
Squawking and slashing,
It catches a mouse.

As I walk through the forest,
I see no trash,
No cars that crash,
I hear no voices,
No yelling,
No noises.
Except for the voice of the forest.
The twitters,
The bitters,
The splashing,
The slashing.
That Is the voice of the forest. 

As I walk through the forest,
I walk upon soft ground,  
As the animals inside pound
against it,
Making tunnels for shelter,
In case the rain pummels down
onto the forest.

As I walk into the forest,

I Am Free.
 
Dec 04
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Rain


                                                                                                    


            the
     rain was beating
    on. I stepped out into
   the sunlight.  the ground
  was water. the leaves dripped
silver. I looked around. a fox
   shook liquid glass off him,
     and came towards me.
        I brought him into

my shelter,
an underground hole with leaves outlining the walls. the sun soon grew tired, and slipped away over the horizon. The moon took watch, and the rain began. I slipped into my shelter with the fox. I stroked his fur, and the fox drifted to sleep. I walked out into the rain, immedeatley soaked. I sat on the grass in the dark, wating for rain to encase me. I was rain.