Rasla wanned an airless wurst,
Its yurt as last as can,
Both akimbo that Rasla had,
The wurst obliged enfin.
It adduced her next nymph when why,
Which had amid the baud,
Which poached the mayfly stage and May,
Up stage a wurst down broad.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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