Arlie sighed a flooding-ant,
Its hole as light as torch,
Since usually that Arlie manned,
The ant abashed athwart.
It omened her mid child pi imp,
It had astride the Schild,
It lined the orphan care and last,
Out line an ant down child.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
Arlie sighed a flooding-ant,
Its hole as light as torch,
Since usually that Arlie manned,
The ant abashed athwart.
It omened her mid child pi imp,
It had astride the Schild,
It lined the orphan care and last,
Out line an ant down child.
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