There was a young man from Peru

Who dressed up as a shy Kangaroo

He liked how the pouch

When he sat on the couch 

Covered his didgeridoo! 

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I would love to write about the : ) and lols

I would love to write about heaven instead of hell

I would love to write about those who rise instead of fell

I would love to write the life of a man who doesn’t dwell

On the negative instead of the positive reactions

On the hopelessness instead of the hope that comes through passion

On the hate instead of the love that’s everlasting

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Just like a flower

our love 

blooms in the summer

and dies in the winter.

With nothing but memories left to show

what once stood tall,

has now

fallen.

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