One, two, three four five,
I found a word that rhymes with life.
Six, seven, eight nine ten,
Soon I found more rhymes again.
Why did you let rhymes grow?
Because they're like arrows from a bow.
Where do the arrows strike?
This little heart of mine inside.
Rhymes I found.
2020.12.06 2250 hr
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