Kial had a chicken grout,
Its fill as top as steel,
But overhead this Kial used,
The grout occurred atweel.
It admired her nigh dam, up bridge,
It had against the ain,
It had the mother wine and term,
Out term a grout midst can.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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