A poem thread for me, Br0wnieBunny.
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Thread Topic: A poem thread for me, Br0wnieBunny.
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      Come to the kingdom of the mouse and key thread please Brownie!
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      I think I might be in love with her,
 the way she moves and plays.
 I don't think my heart can take anymore.
 Love is not just a game!
 
 Her messy brown hair,
 her colorful eyes.
 The way she acts
 takes me by surprise.
 
 Her personality
 is what I like best.
 Even though people say
 her knowledge can't help her pass a test.
 
 She's a cutie,
 patootie,
 and super booti...
 ...ful.
 
 I love her so much,
 I love her touch.
 Her eyes,
 personality,
 take me by surprise.
 But it doesn't matter.
 Her name is Icee.
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      This poem made my day today Brown-Brown. :,3 *bear hugs you*
 
 
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      ;3
 Yaaaay.
 
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      I'm young
 I'm dumb
 I do stupid things
 when it comes to love
 and if you think that I'm crazy number one
 then you young man are wrong.
 
 I'm little
 I'm bewildered
 when it comes to being the smartest kid here
 And I know I'm not that smart
 But I think that I myself am a sweetheart
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      Hallo
 Hello
 Hola
 Bonjour
 Ni Hao
 Priviet
 Kon'nichiwa
 Guten Tag
 Ciao
 Hej!
 
 Hello, hello,
 wherever you are,
 I'd like to tell you
 how sweet you are.
 
 You are so nice,
 like a sugar cube,
 with rosy red cheeks
 that are so cute.
 
 But I have to go.
 I still said hello though.
 I'm traveling the world.
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      Tall man dressed in black
 Blue eyes with squared glasses
 Stands before us all
 
 MY BYAKUYA TAGOMI~
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      (HERE'S SOME MORE TOGAMI-SAMA)
 
 Tied with long green laces
 Stands an intelligent man
 Hiding in his books
 
 
 
 
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      Second Togami
 Stands proudly in a white suit
 Rather much larger
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      The Dangan Ronpa
 My favorite anime
 It is so very great
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      Quite to the sanctuary
 Where the soft bean bags
 Where the stiff green couch
 Are made just for me
 Dusted brown are the old rags
 And in a small blue chair I slouch
 On the wall is painted a calico tree
 The number of decorations above my head, three
 Where the book-filled shelves cover me up with glee
 I can't wait to read the books in the library
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