Trula had a forty hue,
Its shade as new as fresh,
Both anywhere that Trula waved,
The hue chequered afresh.
It ordered her bar man stiff man,
It loved below the jan,
It had the draftee is and guy,
Through white a hue at man.
I love poems and poetry but these are just plain weird poems! See what you think...
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