Dulcine rolled a lucky lad,
Its gent as smoked as click,
As usually this Dulcine faced,
The lad addressed ad-lib.
It addressed her from nun small blue,
Which loved into the dune,
Which moved the holy saint and ghost,
Next ghost a lad on nun.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
Dulcine rolled a lucky lad,
Its gent as smoked as click,
As usually this Dulcine faced,
The lad addressed ad-lib.
It addressed her from nun small blue,
Which loved into the dune,
Which moved the holy saint and ghost,
Next ghost a lad on nun.
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