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These three pomes you are about to read are just stuff that popped in to my head. The first one was an attempt to create a pome using a style similar to Shel SilverStein (for those who don't know him, he was a famous writer who wrote  The Giving Tree .) The second one I was in mourning for a ring I loved wearing when I was 12. The third was just random writing, I still don't know why I wrote it. Any way, enjoy!

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Love and Hate

I love to read, I hate to write.

I hate to write, I love to read.

So, please don't plead.

I hate to sing, I love to dance

I love to dance, I hate to sing

Because I have a terrible ring

I love to play, I hate to draw

I hate to draw, I love to play

So don't tell me I can't stay.

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My Poor Ring

This story is about my ring.

It was the reason I loved to sing.

But now it is completely destroyed.

Without it I'm unemployed.

Here is what had happened.

It twisted and it bend.

Now my poor ring has come to an end.

Good-bye, my poor ring.

I hope you find a new beginning.

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Giddy Love

I'm always so giddy about love.

My heart wants to fly like a turtledove.

I will always be in love with love.

Stop your heart from telling a lie.

There is no need to be shy.

You can do what I do.

You can fall in love too.

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I hope you enjoyed these pomes, and as always please vote, comment, and check out my other stories.