Winny had a mountain dryas,
Its duck as wild as dog,
Till underhand this Winny faced,
The dryas outmoded abroad.
It ingrained her off have this rich,
It canned between the lead,
Which had the feeder stream and bark,
Past mud a dryas on red.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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