[Write a poem about things that make you smile.]

I’m gonna try this without looking up rhyming words. I hope it won’t be that difficult…

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Smiles find themselves up on my face

During times of joy, like when I won that race

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Spectacular was the prize that day

I was allowed to eat something other than hay

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Smiles are also born from other great accomplishments

For example that time I ate fourteen hundred mints

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But most of all I’m made happy when I read or write

When a good story pleases the fuck out of me

And the main character overcomes a great plight

When I put pen to paper and ideas flow smoothly.

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Yeah, more difficult than I thought. Rhymes don’t come naturally to me at all.