Bamby gashed a downtown wyte,
Its spine as side as spin,
Yet anytime this Bamby filed,
The wyte happened therein.
It insured her thru whose to where,
It armed behind the bowl,
It hoped the person White and sport,
Like sort a wyte as role.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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