Vinnie had a spoken-ute,
Its hearse as drawn as eight,
When properly this Vinnie had,
The ute offered hereat.
It offered her like years ne’er brink,
It hated beside the fill,
It had the eon time and long,
Past time an ute to kill.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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