Rockape
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It happens everytime I sit...A Poem by Rockape |
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How odd to write a poem without rhymeA Poem by RockapeA blank verse iambic pentameter |
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Snakes hunt at nightA Poem by Rockape |
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A winter warningA Poem by RockapeFun with anapests |
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Spanish plainsA Poem by Rockape |
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A day on the beachA Poem by Rockape |
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Listless LondonA Poem by RockapeJust some fun with alliteration |
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