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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    You are making me sing
    That is what I am going to sing to you

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  • mozold
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    Insanity, sanitized.
    So(u)lution alcohol!
    A mask! A mask changes character!
    the more I face myself,
    The more I run away
    The more I fight
    Myself
    I'm scared
    I'm sacred
    It will all come good
    The sustenance of the soul is suffering.
    *Fretless bass solo*

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Star light
    Star bright
    Where is the world tonight

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are not red
    Violets are not blue
    Don't show up
    I will not think of you

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    I hear that
    I heard that
    What I hear is wonderful thought
    Don't be shy
    Don't be loud
    Don't let me get rhyme

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  • mozold
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    Cheetah Girl
    I will put up with myself
    And thus, create
    My magnum, opus
    And once I have
    I won't stop there
    For once you pop
    You just can't stop.


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  • Cheetah Girl
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    I made this up mozold and I hope you like it because it is for you

    I see mozold
    He does his best
    to achieve his greatest and and nice rhyme
    Don't put yourself down
    Where you can achieve your greatest poem

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  • mozold
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    Sometimes I log back in, to log back out,
    having previously logged in,
    I log back out.
    You see, I had not previously logged out,
    Logged in and left,
    But to put things right,
    I have to log back in...
    ​​​​​To log back out.
    Logos.

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    You are the most beautiful people
    That is why I think of you

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Your my sugar daddy
    That is why I love you

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violet are blue
    Halloween is coming
    What are you going to do

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  • mozold
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    Bourgeois Bourgeois
    Plenty more fish in the sea of love
    Too soon for me
    Tsunami
    The smell of fish, lingers
    On the fingers
    Of fish
    Sue, she went mad
    ​​​Fishing for a tuna
    Long since lost
    To the sands of time and tide wait for no man
    Hoodoo
    Voodoo
    Here comes Cthulu




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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Trying to make sense
    What else can i do

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    violets are blue
    I love what you sang
    That is what I wanted from you

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  • mozold
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    I am singing the blues for Cheetah
    Navy, Indigo, cyanide
    I accidentally hit post reply
    Touchscreens for you
    Where do I go with this poem now
    I had not thought this one through
    Shoulda stayed silent
    Or stayed in bed...
    But Roses are often red
    Violets, violet
    sugar is refined
    Unless it's muscovado or brown


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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Just sing blues
    That is what I want from you

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  • mozold
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    Dual

    A lone gunman draws a void
    Some tumbleweed flies out
    He draws a pistol
    A crude rendition
    He holsters the gun
    It falls to the floor
    He forgot to draw
    A holster
    Standing there in just his chaps
    He ponders his existence
    He picks up his gun and points it at the void
    Pulls the trigger
    Click, click, click
    He points the gun at himself and
    Hesitates...and then
    Slowly Squeezes the trigger
    Crows scatter
    His face now wet
    Some distant faint laughter
    Then nothing,

    Then something.

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Rose are red
    Violets are blue
    Don't feel down
    That is why I write here

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  • Cheetah Girl
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    You have a great poem
    That is why I think of you

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  • mozold
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    Synchronistic coincidence,
    Heads or Tales?
    To coin a phrase...
    Change Loose, the penny has dropped.


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