Poetry

Cleaning my room brings memories
And weird things like finding lost keys.
Figuring out where each one goes
Is quite easy as one key shows
that it will only open one lock.

Listening to music passes time.
Dancing around is never a crime
Just a way to have fun.
Now only for a pun
will I stop this bad rhyme.

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That is bad poetry ._.

Anyway just spending my Tuesday cleaning my room but right now I shall take a break to play Sims 2

That sounds familiar....

ichi ni san yon

Love this song!!!

I feel that I've repeated all of this before.... summer madness!!!!!!