Some monsters are purple
Some are made of ham
Some monsters are scary
But I’m not one of them
Some monsters have eyes
As big as my skull
Some monsters are orange
But I am nearly dull
Some monsters have hands
That stretch far and wide
Some monsters speak languages
That I have not yet tried
Some monsters are gory
Chasing the smell of blood
Some monsters play with ghosts
While I play with mud
Why am I made like this?
Deprived of such joy
I’m not even a monster
Just a human boy

Nah then we wouldn’t have the joy you spread and not aware of little human boy π₯²π«‘
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Haha… that’s true!
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See ππ π
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I have a feeling you’re anything but dull. ~Di
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Haha… thanks a lot!
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If you took out time to read my poem then I guess you’re awesome too!
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Niceπ
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Exuding with playfulness, and maybe just a sprinkle of darker mischief.
I love it.π
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I love this
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Thanks a lot!
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So much fun Frank. Love it ππ
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Thank you so much!
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I love this.
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Thank you!
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