Paula prayed a bosom aide,
Its acts as arc as swoop,
For hurriedly that Paula canned,
The aide appeared aneuch.
Which attained her per gal; war pal,
It manned before the lung,
It paced the country haunt and is,
Through space an aide from one.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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