[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

  .

  Spectacular was the prize that day

  I was allowed to eat something other than hay

  .

  Smiles are also born from other great accomplishments

  For example that time I ate fourteen hundred mints

  .

  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.