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Frank Solanki 
In my house we rhyme and sing way more than I think normal people do. My husband is always impressed when I write a poem that rhymes. “It even rhymes!” I am like, my guy, not every poem has to sound like Dr. Seuss wrote it.
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It often hits and it often doesn’t
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Interesting!
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