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Unicorn, Nail polish, and Pitchfork
This poem was my playing with language poem. The words that I choose out of the hat were unicorn, nail polish, and pitchfork. Just to let you know, this poem might seem a bit violent. I hope you enjoy it any ways.
Once upon a day,
A pretty little unicorn
Was bouncing by the bay
His horn was the color of grass
Like my favorite shade of nail polish
He seemed very mad
And for that he shall be demolished!
Right this very second
I took my pitchfork
Out of my bag
And made a wonderful meal of pork
Mad little unicorn.
Article posted March 20, 2012 at 04:57 PM •
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I am a fantastic piano player. I am 12 years old. My sister is in sixth grade and goes to here. You might see her in the hallways somtimes.
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